~*~
Enchanted lay on the wooden floor of the Lodging House, shuffling the cards in her hand. Every few seconds she would raise her head, waiting for Mush's arrival.
The door swung open, and a certain curly haired boy walked in. Enchanted ran down the stairs and into his arms. "Whad was dat fo'?" he asked, a gigantic smile on his face.
"Oh, c'mon, you'se know ya enjoyed it," Race taunted as he too entered the room, holding Baby's hand.
"You'se two taggeda now?" Mush quizzed.
Race rolled his eyes, "Whaddya t'ink, genius?"
Enchanted grinned. "Wanna go for a walk, Mush?" she asked, nonchalantly, and was pleased when he agreed.
"Hey, wait up!" Gears shouted, as she grabbed Crutchy and dragged him along. "Wanna go wid ya two loveboids!" she exclaimed just as they were about to leave.
The four of them walked the streets, talking and laughing. Mush pocketed an apple from a vendor, while Gears tried to trip a few unsuspecting people. Through it all, the quietest was Enchanted as she rested her head on Mush's shoulder, her eyes sweeping the crowd, a hint of a smile lingering on her lips. Suddenly, she gasped. It couldn't be...
The man recognized her from first glance. It hadn't been hard to; she easily stood out in the crowd. Her friend looked more appealing to him, with her dirty blonde hair. He had been hoping it would be a few months before she started to walk again, but most young girls tended to heal quicker than he expected.
It was his leer that gave him away. It was the same leer that he had had on his face when he had raped her. And he was coming closer.
"Whad is it?" Mush asked, noting her gasp and her terror-filled expression.
"It's him," she whispered.
Gears and Crutchy looked up, and they too knew by the look on his face who it was. Gears frantically whispered something in Crutchy's ear, who in turn nodded fiercely, agreeing what she had just said.
He wanted to talk to her. Maybe touch her again. She had such soft skin. Perhaps he could have her good-looking friend too...
He came ever closer.
Mush's arm tightened possessively on her shoulder, and he glared at the man.
Enchanted looked away, ashamed and scared.
Gears, deciding quickly, yanked Enchanted out of Mush's grasp, and tugged her, struggling and kicking, towards a nearby alley.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Enchanted screamed as Gears tossed her into the very rear of the alley.
"Trust me, Enchanted, we'll get him back," she whispered quickly and dashed out of the alley, leaving her all alone.
Enchanted's eyes clouded over with tears of terror. Wiping her eyes, she saw people milling at the very entrance of the alley, not once looking up to acknowledge her. She had a certain thought that if the man tried to rape her here, no one would notice, and no one would care. She saw him in his dark coat coming ever closer, taking deliberate, measured steps.
He was closing in on her. Her blonde friend had carefully thrown her into the alley, all for him. The only thought on his mind was how he could ravage her even further, smell the scent of terror rolling off her body. Suddenly, he fell, stumbling on something.
Crutchy leaned against the wall, like he belonged there. The man didn't notice him as he came closer to Enchanted cowering in the very rear of the alley. 'Just...one...more...' he jabbed his wooden crutch out in front of the man's intentional, slow footsteps.
Gears jumped him and drove his face into the harsh cobblestone. Standing up, she kicked him in the side, making him gasp for breath. "AND I HOPE YOU GET A SCAR YOU UGLY BASTARD!" she screamed, not caring how much attention she was attracting. The man was drunk, she had concluded that from the stench of his breath, and when he had tried to approach a girl he had raped before in broad daylight. She punched him on the head again and again, and when he fought to get up, Crutchy smacked him on the back with his wooden crutch.
Enchanted laughed, first nervously, and then heartily. Her friends had come to the rescue. She should have trusted Gears when she first said to...contentedly, she watched as Gears beat at the man. Unexpectedly, a whistle blew from somewhere nearby.
Mush dashed into the alley and forced Gears off of the thrashed man, grabbed Enchanted's arm, and helped Crutchy all in almost one swift movement. "Cheese it!" he screamed, "It's da bulls!"
Enchanted wrenched her arm out of his hold, and darted back to the man. Groaning, he was struggling to prop himself up on one weak arm. She kicked at his big belly, and he fell again. Using her shoes, she flipped him over. "You deserved it, you perverted---" Mush was back and pulling her out of the alley. Not hesitating, she hawked up a big one and spat it in his face, and then she dashed away with Mush.
They collapsed with exhaustion at Central Park, wheezing and panting for breath. "Where's...where's Gears?" she questioned.
"Dey ran ta Harlem. Gears has a few friends dere, dey'll take care a her and Crutchy," Mush answered. "Don't worry. I'se know Gears. And I'se know Crutchy. Dey're hard ta catch."
"God, I'm sorry," she muttered.
"Fo' whad?" he asked, looking at her with skeptical eyes.
"They didn't have to do that! We could have just ran or something," she grumbled.
"You'se gonna spend ya whole life runnin'?" he said wisely. " 'Sides, dey'll love spending dis much time alone. It'll give em a chance ta get closah. Dere's nuttin' like a good ol' dash away from da bulls ta get ya a liddle romantic." He snuggled up to her in the grass.
"Oh, please," she rolled her eyes, and pushed him away. "C'mon, let's go to the roof."
He took her hand after a few seconds and they started walking back to the Lodging House.
~*~
The sun was setting. Spot and Mysty were in the Brooklyn Lodging House, in his room, still ferociously making love. Race and Baby were strolling along Central Park's paths, searching for their bench.
And Mush and Enchanted lay in each other's arms on the roof. Rolling on her stomach, she faced him.
"I have to tell you something," she started. When he didn't interrupt and gazed at her lovingly, she continued in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore. It stops hurting whenever you're around, physically and...and deep inside. All the pain and disbelief and hatred fade away when I feel you near...and I want it that way forever. Please..." she left the words unsaid.
She didn't need to say them. He knew what she wanted. Taking her in his arms once again, he whispered, "Enchanted, since we met...I'se don't know...I'se feel happy and---" he paused, and then realized he wasn't able to put into words the indescribable feeling she caused. So instead, he raised his hand and touched her cheek with his finger, trailing it along so lightly that it felt like a feather on her skin.
She closed her eyes and allowed the tingling feeling travel all throughout her. With that she felt everything slip away, her past and her future, only concentrating on what was happening now...
The sun dipped lower in the sky.
~*~
Across the millions of stars in space, he had searched for so long. For her smile, for her sparkling eyes...he knew he could find her. He knew she was near. There was no need to exert himself any further. He could sense it in the way his heart beat inside of him...she was near.
~*~
Race and Baby were on the bench, both laying down on it, not caring who was watching. Occasionally, he would trail a finger along her leg, making her giggle.
"Whad do we do now?" he asked.
"Stay like dis forever," she stated wistfully.
"We'se can't do dat," he said skeptically.
"We'se could try!" Baby cried. "Fine," she sighed at his expression. "I'se guess we'se could continue on our way. We're a couple now. Jist like everyone else at da Lodging House. And sumptin' tells me dat Mysty and Spot got back taggeda."
Race smiled sweetly. "Are dey really?"
Baby sighed, "Kinda hard fo' da two a dem not ta get back taggeda. Aftah all, dey were meant ta be."
"Like us," he smirked.
Baby rolled her eyes. "Honestly, Race, ya lines git woiser and woiser each day. Whad are gonna do right now?"
"Well, I'se guess I'se could capture your heart wid me wittiness, personality, and good looks," he quipped as he took her hand and started tracing circles on her palm.
"Ya already have," she confirmed truthfully.
"I'se already have?" he scratched his head, unsure of what to do next, "Den I'se guess dere's only one t'ing ta do. Tell ya I'se love ya. Baby, I'se love ya," he said sincerely.
I love you...
The words echoed in her head. "Do ya really?" she asked finally.
No doubt in his words, no ambivalence. Just truth.
"Yeah," he faced her. "I'se do."
The darkened night sky twinkled with the first stars. I love you....
~*~
I love you.
The whispered words echoed through the dark color of the universe. She knew by first sight. Her heart flew out to him. He was undeniably very handsome...and he was of good personality. Smiling tenderly, she started taking faltering steps across the stepping bridges the comets and celestial bodies of the universe towards him...coming ever closer.
~*~
Enchanted lay by Mush's side, skimming her fingers over his bare chest. Sighing, he stood up and turned his back to her. She once again noticed how strong he appeared, his shoulder muscles rippling as bent to lean against the ledge. He had only his pants on; they had been making love for at least the past hour, but time went fast, they didn't know...
Enchanted stood up and then also leaned against the ledge. "Hey, Mush! Catch me!" she pretended to fall, and he jumped to the side to catch her. Shaking out her black tresses she met his gaze, still leaning in his arms.
Mush exhaled gustily. "Don'tcha do dat ta me!" he scolded, shaking her for punctuation. "Don't scare me like dat again!" He thoroughly kissed her before releasing her.
"I don't know," she retorted, "I like it when you get mad at me like that." It took a few moments for him to notice the crooked smile. He beamed in happiness and kissed her once again.
After they separated they both leaned against the ledge. He made sidelong glances. It was dark up on the roof as the moon swung to its place and the glow made Enchanted look beautiful. Her dark hair looked mysterious in the moonlight, and her eyes seemed to capture the light of the twinkling stars. Incapable of speaking for a long moment, all he could do was stare at her.
Grabbing him, she looked at his face. 'Oh, God, I love you,' she thought.
Pleased with what he saw in her eyes, he drew her towards him for another long kiss.
~*~
They kissed in the heavens, throwing sparks...the other stars looked on, jealous, envious that they still hadn't found their one and only yet...the two stars rested in each other's arms, unaware they were dropping...
~*~
Spot and Mysty stared out the window. Spot kept making quick little glances at Mysty, as if he wanted to tell her something.
"What is it, Spotty?" Mysty rolled her eyes, exasperated.
"If I'se ask ya ta marry me, whad would ya say?" he asked curiously.
"It's come to that?" she smirked. When he didn't answer she dropped her carefree mood and shrugged. "I'll marry you someday...only if you're very, very good."
"Oh yeah?" he said, the heat in his voice sending agreeable shivers down her spine. He gathered her into his arms and eased his mouth over hers, caressing her lips with his, teasing, until all she could do was hang in his grip. "Whad if I'm very, very bad?"
Mysty inhaled dazedly. "It's still someday," she replied, when all she could do was simply gasp, "But you can try to make it sooner than later..."
Spot smiled, satisfied with her answer. "Dere's still sumptin' else I'se hafta tell ya."
"Something important?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Membah what ya told me dat date a long time ago? Dat every star up dere is searching for another star and that they know from foist sight who dey're meant fo'?"
Mysty nodded, wondering what this had to do with anything.
"Well...it's kinda hard fo' me ta say this..." he rubbed the key at the end of the string around his neck for encouragement, and then continued, "But...me..." he gulped, trying to sound manly and strong, "Me mudda used ta say da same t'ing."
Mysty smiled. "It's not something to be ashamed of, for God's sake!" she taunted. "Aww, poor baby."
He raised a hand and gently touched her cheek. "Damn, I'se love ya," he uttered.
"I love ya, too," she snuggled into his arms, beaming proudly.
~*~
The two stars gained momentum in each other's arms.
~*~
Baby jolted up out of Race's lap. "Look!" she said, and pointed at the star that blazed through the heavens. "Oh my God, Race, it's a shootin' star!"
Race looked up the star in amazement. "It's beautiful, ain't it?" Saying so, his hand found hers, and clasped it tight.
~*~
Enchanted nearly lost her balance as the shooting star lit up the dark sky. Mush caught her once again, and promptly started to scold her again.
"I'se told ya not ta do dat again!" he shouted.
"Oh, damn, Mush, look!" her breath caught at the beauty of it, and she gazed up at it. Slowly, she lay herself down on the roof as it flew across the sky, leaving its mark. Mush joined her after a moment, more content with watching her familiar old smile play on her lips.
After a few minutes, when the shooting star fell out of sight, they fell asleep in each other's arms.
~*~
Mysty and Spot didn't see the star until it was almost too late. They broke their kiss and watched as it threw off light. Mysty could have sworn she heard a song being sung, a song of happiness and laughter and a song that promised of more good days to come. A song of love...
Spot held her, entranced by the star. Shaking his head, he watched as it dropped out of sight. "Ain't it a coincidence?" he muttered.
"They found each other," Mysty murmured, "As did we..." She turned to face him, and he took her chin in his hand, guiding his lips to hers...
~*~
They kissed in joy and in rapture, illuminating all of New York with their heavenly light. After all their troubles and all their hardships, true love had come through once again.
They fell in each other's arms, joining together to become one in ecstasy and delight, like an orgasmic experience, only this was more heavenly.
They had found each other...they had found each other at last...
Enchanted lay on the wooden floor of the Lodging House, shuffling the cards in her hand. Every few seconds she would raise her head, waiting for Mush's arrival.
The door swung open, and a certain curly haired boy walked in. Enchanted ran down the stairs and into his arms. "Whad was dat fo'?" he asked, a gigantic smile on his face.
"Oh, c'mon, you'se know ya enjoyed it," Race taunted as he too entered the room, holding Baby's hand.
"You'se two taggeda now?" Mush quizzed.
Race rolled his eyes, "Whaddya t'ink, genius?"
Enchanted grinned. "Wanna go for a walk, Mush?" she asked, nonchalantly, and was pleased when he agreed.
"Hey, wait up!" Gears shouted, as she grabbed Crutchy and dragged him along. "Wanna go wid ya two loveboids!" she exclaimed just as they were about to leave.
The four of them walked the streets, talking and laughing. Mush pocketed an apple from a vendor, while Gears tried to trip a few unsuspecting people. Through it all, the quietest was Enchanted as she rested her head on Mush's shoulder, her eyes sweeping the crowd, a hint of a smile lingering on her lips. Suddenly, she gasped. It couldn't be...
The man recognized her from first glance. It hadn't been hard to; she easily stood out in the crowd. Her friend looked more appealing to him, with her dirty blonde hair. He had been hoping it would be a few months before she started to walk again, but most young girls tended to heal quicker than he expected.
It was his leer that gave him away. It was the same leer that he had had on his face when he had raped her. And he was coming closer.
"Whad is it?" Mush asked, noting her gasp and her terror-filled expression.
"It's him," she whispered.
Gears and Crutchy looked up, and they too knew by the look on his face who it was. Gears frantically whispered something in Crutchy's ear, who in turn nodded fiercely, agreeing what she had just said.
He wanted to talk to her. Maybe touch her again. She had such soft skin. Perhaps he could have her good-looking friend too...
He came ever closer.
Mush's arm tightened possessively on her shoulder, and he glared at the man.
Enchanted looked away, ashamed and scared.
Gears, deciding quickly, yanked Enchanted out of Mush's grasp, and tugged her, struggling and kicking, towards a nearby alley.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Enchanted screamed as Gears tossed her into the very rear of the alley.
"Trust me, Enchanted, we'll get him back," she whispered quickly and dashed out of the alley, leaving her all alone.
Enchanted's eyes clouded over with tears of terror. Wiping her eyes, she saw people milling at the very entrance of the alley, not once looking up to acknowledge her. She had a certain thought that if the man tried to rape her here, no one would notice, and no one would care. She saw him in his dark coat coming ever closer, taking deliberate, measured steps.
He was closing in on her. Her blonde friend had carefully thrown her into the alley, all for him. The only thought on his mind was how he could ravage her even further, smell the scent of terror rolling off her body. Suddenly, he fell, stumbling on something.
Crutchy leaned against the wall, like he belonged there. The man didn't notice him as he came closer to Enchanted cowering in the very rear of the alley. 'Just...one...more...' he jabbed his wooden crutch out in front of the man's intentional, slow footsteps.
Gears jumped him and drove his face into the harsh cobblestone. Standing up, she kicked him in the side, making him gasp for breath. "AND I HOPE YOU GET A SCAR YOU UGLY BASTARD!" she screamed, not caring how much attention she was attracting. The man was drunk, she had concluded that from the stench of his breath, and when he had tried to approach a girl he had raped before in broad daylight. She punched him on the head again and again, and when he fought to get up, Crutchy smacked him on the back with his wooden crutch.
Enchanted laughed, first nervously, and then heartily. Her friends had come to the rescue. She should have trusted Gears when she first said to...contentedly, she watched as Gears beat at the man. Unexpectedly, a whistle blew from somewhere nearby.
Mush dashed into the alley and forced Gears off of the thrashed man, grabbed Enchanted's arm, and helped Crutchy all in almost one swift movement. "Cheese it!" he screamed, "It's da bulls!"
Enchanted wrenched her arm out of his hold, and darted back to the man. Groaning, he was struggling to prop himself up on one weak arm. She kicked at his big belly, and he fell again. Using her shoes, she flipped him over. "You deserved it, you perverted---" Mush was back and pulling her out of the alley. Not hesitating, she hawked up a big one and spat it in his face, and then she dashed away with Mush.
They collapsed with exhaustion at Central Park, wheezing and panting for breath. "Where's...where's Gears?" she questioned.
"Dey ran ta Harlem. Gears has a few friends dere, dey'll take care a her and Crutchy," Mush answered. "Don't worry. I'se know Gears. And I'se know Crutchy. Dey're hard ta catch."
"God, I'm sorry," she muttered.
"Fo' whad?" he asked, looking at her with skeptical eyes.
"They didn't have to do that! We could have just ran or something," she grumbled.
"You'se gonna spend ya whole life runnin'?" he said wisely. " 'Sides, dey'll love spending dis much time alone. It'll give em a chance ta get closah. Dere's nuttin' like a good ol' dash away from da bulls ta get ya a liddle romantic." He snuggled up to her in the grass.
"Oh, please," she rolled her eyes, and pushed him away. "C'mon, let's go to the roof."
He took her hand after a few seconds and they started walking back to the Lodging House.
~*~
The sun was setting. Spot and Mysty were in the Brooklyn Lodging House, in his room, still ferociously making love. Race and Baby were strolling along Central Park's paths, searching for their bench.
And Mush and Enchanted lay in each other's arms on the roof. Rolling on her stomach, she faced him.
"I have to tell you something," she started. When he didn't interrupt and gazed at her lovingly, she continued in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore. It stops hurting whenever you're around, physically and...and deep inside. All the pain and disbelief and hatred fade away when I feel you near...and I want it that way forever. Please..." she left the words unsaid.
She didn't need to say them. He knew what she wanted. Taking her in his arms once again, he whispered, "Enchanted, since we met...I'se don't know...I'se feel happy and---" he paused, and then realized he wasn't able to put into words the indescribable feeling she caused. So instead, he raised his hand and touched her cheek with his finger, trailing it along so lightly that it felt like a feather on her skin.
She closed her eyes and allowed the tingling feeling travel all throughout her. With that she felt everything slip away, her past and her future, only concentrating on what was happening now...
The sun dipped lower in the sky.
~*~
Across the millions of stars in space, he had searched for so long. For her smile, for her sparkling eyes...he knew he could find her. He knew she was near. There was no need to exert himself any further. He could sense it in the way his heart beat inside of him...she was near.
~*~
Race and Baby were on the bench, both laying down on it, not caring who was watching. Occasionally, he would trail a finger along her leg, making her giggle.
"Whad do we do now?" he asked.
"Stay like dis forever," she stated wistfully.
"We'se can't do dat," he said skeptically.
"We'se could try!" Baby cried. "Fine," she sighed at his expression. "I'se guess we'se could continue on our way. We're a couple now. Jist like everyone else at da Lodging House. And sumptin' tells me dat Mysty and Spot got back taggeda."
Race smiled sweetly. "Are dey really?"
Baby sighed, "Kinda hard fo' da two a dem not ta get back taggeda. Aftah all, dey were meant ta be."
"Like us," he smirked.
Baby rolled her eyes. "Honestly, Race, ya lines git woiser and woiser each day. Whad are gonna do right now?"
"Well, I'se guess I'se could capture your heart wid me wittiness, personality, and good looks," he quipped as he took her hand and started tracing circles on her palm.
"Ya already have," she confirmed truthfully.
"I'se already have?" he scratched his head, unsure of what to do next, "Den I'se guess dere's only one t'ing ta do. Tell ya I'se love ya. Baby, I'se love ya," he said sincerely.
I love you...
The words echoed in her head. "Do ya really?" she asked finally.
No doubt in his words, no ambivalence. Just truth.
"Yeah," he faced her. "I'se do."
The darkened night sky twinkled with the first stars. I love you....
~*~
I love you.
The whispered words echoed through the dark color of the universe. She knew by first sight. Her heart flew out to him. He was undeniably very handsome...and he was of good personality. Smiling tenderly, she started taking faltering steps across the stepping bridges the comets and celestial bodies of the universe towards him...coming ever closer.
~*~
Enchanted lay by Mush's side, skimming her fingers over his bare chest. Sighing, he stood up and turned his back to her. She once again noticed how strong he appeared, his shoulder muscles rippling as bent to lean against the ledge. He had only his pants on; they had been making love for at least the past hour, but time went fast, they didn't know...
Enchanted stood up and then also leaned against the ledge. "Hey, Mush! Catch me!" she pretended to fall, and he jumped to the side to catch her. Shaking out her black tresses she met his gaze, still leaning in his arms.
Mush exhaled gustily. "Don'tcha do dat ta me!" he scolded, shaking her for punctuation. "Don't scare me like dat again!" He thoroughly kissed her before releasing her.
"I don't know," she retorted, "I like it when you get mad at me like that." It took a few moments for him to notice the crooked smile. He beamed in happiness and kissed her once again.
After they separated they both leaned against the ledge. He made sidelong glances. It was dark up on the roof as the moon swung to its place and the glow made Enchanted look beautiful. Her dark hair looked mysterious in the moonlight, and her eyes seemed to capture the light of the twinkling stars. Incapable of speaking for a long moment, all he could do was stare at her.
Grabbing him, she looked at his face. 'Oh, God, I love you,' she thought.
Pleased with what he saw in her eyes, he drew her towards him for another long kiss.
~*~
They kissed in the heavens, throwing sparks...the other stars looked on, jealous, envious that they still hadn't found their one and only yet...the two stars rested in each other's arms, unaware they were dropping...
~*~
Spot and Mysty stared out the window. Spot kept making quick little glances at Mysty, as if he wanted to tell her something.
"What is it, Spotty?" Mysty rolled her eyes, exasperated.
"If I'se ask ya ta marry me, whad would ya say?" he asked curiously.
"It's come to that?" she smirked. When he didn't answer she dropped her carefree mood and shrugged. "I'll marry you someday...only if you're very, very good."
"Oh yeah?" he said, the heat in his voice sending agreeable shivers down her spine. He gathered her into his arms and eased his mouth over hers, caressing her lips with his, teasing, until all she could do was hang in his grip. "Whad if I'm very, very bad?"
Mysty inhaled dazedly. "It's still someday," she replied, when all she could do was simply gasp, "But you can try to make it sooner than later..."
Spot smiled, satisfied with her answer. "Dere's still sumptin' else I'se hafta tell ya."
"Something important?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Membah what ya told me dat date a long time ago? Dat every star up dere is searching for another star and that they know from foist sight who dey're meant fo'?"
Mysty nodded, wondering what this had to do with anything.
"Well...it's kinda hard fo' me ta say this..." he rubbed the key at the end of the string around his neck for encouragement, and then continued, "But...me..." he gulped, trying to sound manly and strong, "Me mudda used ta say da same t'ing."
Mysty smiled. "It's not something to be ashamed of, for God's sake!" she taunted. "Aww, poor baby."
He raised a hand and gently touched her cheek. "Damn, I'se love ya," he uttered.
"I love ya, too," she snuggled into his arms, beaming proudly.
~*~
The two stars gained momentum in each other's arms.
~*~
Baby jolted up out of Race's lap. "Look!" she said, and pointed at the star that blazed through the heavens. "Oh my God, Race, it's a shootin' star!"
Race looked up the star in amazement. "It's beautiful, ain't it?" Saying so, his hand found hers, and clasped it tight.
~*~
Enchanted nearly lost her balance as the shooting star lit up the dark sky. Mush caught her once again, and promptly started to scold her again.
"I'se told ya not ta do dat again!" he shouted.
"Oh, damn, Mush, look!" her breath caught at the beauty of it, and she gazed up at it. Slowly, she lay herself down on the roof as it flew across the sky, leaving its mark. Mush joined her after a moment, more content with watching her familiar old smile play on her lips.
After a few minutes, when the shooting star fell out of sight, they fell asleep in each other's arms.
~*~
Mysty and Spot didn't see the star until it was almost too late. They broke their kiss and watched as it threw off light. Mysty could have sworn she heard a song being sung, a song of happiness and laughter and a song that promised of more good days to come. A song of love...
Spot held her, entranced by the star. Shaking his head, he watched as it dropped out of sight. "Ain't it a coincidence?" he muttered.
"They found each other," Mysty murmured, "As did we..." She turned to face him, and he took her chin in his hand, guiding his lips to hers...
~*~
They kissed in joy and in rapture, illuminating all of New York with their heavenly light. After all their troubles and all their hardships, true love had come through once again.
They fell in each other's arms, joining together to become one in ecstasy and delight, like an orgasmic experience, only this was more heavenly.
They had found each other...they had found each other at last...
