Golden Box Book Publishing One Picture: Thousands of Words | Page 16

Gravel sprays everywhere as he slams on his brakes
Looking through his windshield, she can see his face
Officer Kord is driven, angry...fuming
He unholsters his gun as he opens the door
Head down as he slams it shut
His pace reveals his determination
Steps strong and firm
Quickly he covers the space between them
Corey stands waiting for him
Watching his every move
Marking every nuance of his gestures
Waiting for him to look up
He must look up and see her sometime
Will his gait change?
Finally he does look at her
She can tell it was just a glance
But still he faltered
She smirks, for now she knows
Kord is not sure, not really
He pauses and takes a long look at her
Beholding her, this woman he was seeking
Corey knows she is not beautiful
But she is PERFECT
No makeup could improve her looks