A Goodbye Stroll

The amber setting of the sun drew the attention of the lovers walking about the beach. Their hands swung as their bodies swayed. Their heels dug into the walnut sand making a trail of their stroll. The azure waves crashed in a soothing rhythm that could have lulled a child to sleep. Monica looked over at Lance. She loved the way his cinnamon curls lifted with the light wind. His pistachio eyes scanned the dunes before them but then flickered over to Monica’s that were the color of coffee with milk swirled in. They didn’t know where they would go from there but they wanted that last moment on the beach where they met so many years ago before Lance left for Colorado.
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