Chapter 1: Dreams

The way she does things are unique, her voice is low but beautiful. Her gray-brown long locks of hair must feel so soft, I wish I had the courage to tell her how I really feel, even before the divorce I've loved her. "Grace!" she shouts in my face and I jump a little. "Yes Frankie?" I say and blush a little at how close she is to my face. "Come on! We have to go see Coyote and Bud!" she says wearing her over sized clothes. I look at her as she describes what will happen tonight but I can't seem to focus on the words. For crying out loud I'm 70 crushing on a 72 year old women! But, I can't help but fall deeply for her, God she's gorgeous, this woman of mine.