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There they were. Two seemingly random people sitting on a bench at the corner. One an old man, his hair snow white and his skin wrinkled. The lines on his face showing as he smiled and laughed with the girl in his arms. His chocolate brown eyes crinkling in the corners, an old man like any other.
He held in his arms what once was a beautiful young lady, long past her prime. Her short now white hair spiking around her face, she kissed him on the lips, her crystal blue eyes a light with laughter. She went to stand up, almost graceful for a person her age.
"Where are you going?" He asked sadly, his arms still held out for her, she bent down and kissed him once more.
"To the store," she said simply.
"Why?" he pouted forgeting his age and sounding much like a child.
"To get cake," she said with a smile.
"Oh! I like cake!" he said getting up. He wrapped his arms around her and they walked off to get their cake.