Beautiful (Drabble)

I saw his face in his side-view mirror.  He was definitely looking at me.  I quickly flashed back to what I’d been doing for the past several minutes at that stoplight.  Nothing embarrassing. I took a quick glance up at my rearview.  Yes. I looked good. I looked at him again.  Handsome.  Very handsome.

*We pull over two blocks later, and talk for several minutes before he asks me on a date.  He’s tall, works in finance, and loves cats. I spend the rest of the day catching butterflies with my internal organs.*

Imagination is a beautiful thing.

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