A guest

I took the road less traveled by.

The evening walk somehow awoke my inner ballerina. And so I twisted around in the summer wind.

The first turn went well, the second not as much as I would have liked, but luckily no one was around to watch my embarrassing fall.

It was when I waa rejoicing over this fact that it happened, my meeting with the strangest guest.

"A..aaa.ACHOOO." I sneezed not finding it surprising given the amount of time I get soaked these past few weeks.

"A...ACHOOOO."

I sneezed again and the force almost knocked me off my feet, but I was steadied to my feet while a warm brown coat pulled over my shoulder.

"You might catch a cold walking around without a coat like that."

Swiftly I turned taking a step back as I met with an unfamiliar face. Stromy tormented blue orbs peeked through delicate long lashes.

The lightest shade of platinum locks and skin like jade reminded me of another blue eyed monster.

William Isherwood, that is.

As I lingered on the similarity between the