Sarah quickened her pace along 5th Avenue. Breathless, she entered The Met, and rushed to the ‘guided tours’ meeting point.
She scanned the crowds nervously. He wasn’t there. Disheartened, she led her group to the first exhibit.
How could he not be here? His Facebook post said he would be touring The Met at 10am! For an aesthete living in New York, she was surprised he hadn’t visited the museum. Maybe he was avoiding her?
Standing under the arches, he had a perfect view. She was still as beautiful as the day he first saw her and every week since!
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