I walked outside Macy’s at the mall and headed to my car. I started to step off the sidewalk as a sleek, candy apple red Corvette with shiny wheels and dual exhaust drives by me.

I watched the Chevy turn down the 50 yard line parking row and pull into a space midway back and away from the pack of parked cars closest to the store. It made sense because a car like that shouldn’t be near anyone who is going to bang doors or shopping carts into it.

My imagination begins to take over and I see things in slow motion. Bright sunlight is shining directly on the car, like a spotlight on stage. I hear faint dramatic music playing in the background as the door opens.

A jet black combat boot with thick soles steps out onto the ground. As the door opens more, I can see black framed sunglasses and a black leather jacket. The tight white t-shirt slides across the tightly ripped abs as he stands and turns to close the door behind him.
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