Before she could say the words, her breath crystalized between them a perfect cloud in the early March air a bit too late in the season, but- "It's freezing out, take my scarf" He ties the plaid flannel around her neck smiling as he watches her cheek settle into its soft, familiar folds.
She's still cold.
So the pair (of her mixed intelligence, and his supreme) decide on a most reliable method of boosting their circulation. At the starting line they picture themselves at the zenith of physical fitness. From one edge of the sidewalk to the next, they claim the university lawn with each thump of their agile feet.
The triumphant victor of this friendly race- before politely congratulating his opponent as she straggled across the grass behind him- breathlessly greets the man whose path crosses theirs at that most fortunate moment: "Mr. Banks! Mr. Banks! I just want to say, your writing makes me want to take up drinking and chain-smoking!"
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Might I suggest a few happier memories?:
Before she could say the words,
her breath crystalized between them
a perfect cloud in the early March air
a bit too late in the season, but-
"It's freezing out, take my scarf"
He ties the plaid flannel around her neck
smiling as he watches her cheek
settle into its soft, familiar folds.
She's still cold.
So the pair
(of her mixed intelligence, and his supreme)
decide on a most reliable method
of boosting their circulation.
At the starting line
they picture themselves
at the zenith
of physical fitness.
From one edge of the sidewalk
to the next,
they claim the university lawn
with each
thump
of their agile feet.
The triumphant victor
of this friendly race-
before politely congratulating his opponent
as she straggled
across the grass behind him-
breathlessly greets the man
whose path crosses theirs
at that most fortunate moment:
"Mr. Banks! Mr. Banks!
I just want to say,
your writing makes me want to take up
drinking and chain-smoking!"
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