The alarm rung. She yanked her hand from beneath the covers and slammed it down on the snooze button. Nine minutes later it sounded again. She grabbed the clock and threw it on the floor. After the crash she realized what she hd done.

Ahh shoot, third one in as many months. Must be a Texas thing, never happened back home.

She pushed back the covers and rolled out of bed. Stumbled to the closet and pulled out her outfit for the day, and headed to the bathroom. She started the warm water while she replaced the empty shampoo bottle with a new fuller one. She grabbed a towl out of the closet and placed it on the gold rack beside the shower.

She stripped off her clothes and stepped into the shower. She stood a moment leaning slightly against the wall, just letting the warm water flow over her.

Twenty minutes later she emerged slightly wrinkled, and placed the waiting towl around her.

After drying off and changing she still had to do her make up and hair.

The joys of being a women. Having to get up hours earlier.

Finally, after finishing she heads into the kitchen to make a quick breakfast.

Scrambled eggs and toast, with a glass of orange juice. Threw the dishes in the sink and headed toward the door for her shoes. She didn't know exactly what she was going to do that day but she decided to take a morning jog through the neighbooring park.

Grabbed her keys and caot and headed for her car. She parked her car on the gravel lot and carefully stepped down on the ground. She made her way to entrance walking through that and past the food/drink stand and toward the jogging path.

It was a beautiful cool crisp morning. the path wove around a crystal blue pond, lined with trees. She took off to the right, her short hair flinging into her eyes.

As she turned the first corner, she felt someone watching her. She stopped and looked but saw no one. But she had a gut feeling she was being watched. She could all but feel the eyes scaling her body from their hidden position.

She took off faster down the path. Determined to make at least one loop around the pond. After one lap she still had that feeling in her gut so she decided to leave the park, maybe get some shopping done. She walked back to her car, got in and drove a ways to the mall.

Ahh parking lots, she thought never makes life simple.

She had to circle around for twenty minutes before she found a spot. Lot D. Far from the entrance.

Better than nothing. She headed toward the double glass doors.

She came out of the last store juggling three bags and four boxes of shoes she had bought, there and from the previous stores. (It wasn't her fault, there were sales. :))

Not having good eye sight over the cargo she bumped into someone walking by and the top box fell, bringing the others along with it like a tree in a mud slide.

Frustrated, she bent down to pick up the parcels.

I'm sorry i wasn't watching where I was... the man said as he bent down to help, then noticed who it was. Upon hearing him stop she looked up to him and immeaditly made the connection. So she quickly blurted out, I'm fine I don't need any help.

I want to, its the least I can do.

Sure, whatever. She didn't know why she was being so rude to him, he didn't do anything. But still she was, and that made her angry at herself.

Reba, right? he asked politely.

Yes. She said plainly back.

He felt something was up but, yet he was still fasinated by this woman. There was something about her that just was, well, different.

The packages had all been replaced and she was trying to balance them once again.

Here, let me help you, you don't want to drop those again. Not everyone is as helpful as me. He said with a grin.

Okay, I'm done anyway. I was just on my way out.

Alright, lead the way. He replied.