The table by the sea

T’was the season of looooove!

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I was inspired to write a short story centered around love. When I sat down with a pen and my notebook in hand, it came to me naturally. Here goes..

They walked into the restaurant, hand in hand. Hand to waist and arm to back, rather..
Their names were on the register, and within seconds, they were guided to a suitable table.
They were at a pretty place, on a pretty night in August.
He pulled the chair for her before settling into his own. The steward poured them some water.
The hour that followed was magical.. A little bit of red for the couple, paired with seafood and meat… Wine and dine, indeed!
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They walked towards the gazebo, hand in hand. Hand to waist and arm to back, rather..
The table on the deck was inviting. The view, even more so. It was breathtaking.
The blue sea and the orange sky met beautifully at the horizon. Dusk was her favorite time of the day.
They approached the table and he pulled the chair for her before settling into his own.
It was going to be an amazing date – they were sure of this.
There was another thing that they were sure of… She was going to be his anchor, and him – her rock.
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Hope you enjoyed the read! Comments and criticisms are welcome 😀