Lost among the lilacs, she emerged like a sprite. I half expected to see wings.
I stood transfixed, not daring to move for fear that the vision would dissipate.
She seemed to float rather than walk toward me.
Violet eyes met mine steadily as a slight smile tugged at her mouth. She held out her hand. Tongue-tied, I was about to take it when I noticed that she was holding my wallet.
“I saw when you dropped it back there,” she said. “I followed you so that I could give it back.”
I took it from her. “Thank you.”
“What’s your name?” I asked.
Somehow the name suited her.
“Nice to meet you, Decker.”
“Nice to meet you too.”
“Well, it’s time for me to go.”
“Have lunch with me.”
“Sorry. I don’t think my boyfriend would like that.”
Crushed, I watched her disappear among the lilacs.