One standard feature of love: the endless gazing that follows when the other speaks. She, as in Retosha, the fair skinned, bright eyed beauty, was hanging on every word her other half was telling, as the three of us traveled to a small town up north.
Micah is a conversationalist. He has an energy, and an excitement in his voice, as if every subject is his favorite. He's fascinated by cars, and has owned numerous german made sports cars, you know the ones that have pretty leather, and are commercialized in places like the salt flats. He's also a fiend of music. He collects and teaches it. His graceful counterpart dabbles in the medical and dental field, and has a winning smile. Yep, she's a keeper. As we braced the cold together, discussed family, and shared greasy jack-in-the-box, it was easy to conclude that these two lovesick, addicted-to-happy individuals were supposed to share their lives together. And it made me slightly envious. This is Micah & Retosha.
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