Atantic Flight 689. Non Stop to San Diego. Flying in pouring rain. Radar showing thunderstorms ahead. Lightning flashes in the distance. Bringing back memories. Times together. Of two new lovers. You twist the red box in your pocket. Smiling to yourself. Knowing what you shall say. Lightning flashes again. Closing your eyes. As you remember. Our first date together. *****
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