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Come to find out she had been on a weekend girls trip when I saw her rounding the corner of the highway bodega's cold aisle. Her beauty called out to me as she extended her arm, intending to wave to her friends. They never had the chance to notice and she didn’t even know what hit her.
All it took was one moment of eye contact and that was it. Her jaw went slack. The extended arm slowly retreated as if weighed down. Even the bag of snacks she was carrying dropped to the floor with soft plop and crinkle.
With the smallest of mental pushes she turned and ducked out the back door. Her friends and husband would never see her again. She was mine now, to do with as I pleased.