"If there is a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, you must be the one to write it.- Toni Morisson ~~~~~ Arlo.. "At least let me get your name!" I yell across the parking lot. A smile spreads across her face as she walks with pure pride boosting herself. She reaches her hand out to me. The setting sun striking her eyes, igniting a fire ring melting the once brown core into a golden honey color. "Milan." "Arlo." I shake her hand with a gentle squeeze. "You can stop looking at me like a dehydrated dog." This woman has insults for days. She can't dislike a stranger that much. "Let me take you out one night." The words spill out of my mouth before I can catch myself. Her body stiffens in surprise. "I just insulted you several times over the last 24 hours and you want to take me out?" I'm just surprised as she is but I believe in fate. "You don't find it weird that you were able to insult me so many times in less than a day. The fact this is the second time we've run into each other. Just give it one chance, nothing serious." ~~~ When Milan and Arlo run into each other, one long stare and one rude remark set off a chain of events that lead them to their final destination.