Authors: Kenya Wright,Jackie Sheats
We sat on that roof for an hour or so before she gave me her number, put on her clothes, and kissed me goodbye.
She saw me again, let me take her out to eat. And I kept her safe, just like my father did with my mother. The instinct came out of nowhere. I held doors open for her, where with others, I let them open them themselves. On the sidewalk, I stayed closer to the street so that she wouldn’t be the first to get hit. When she sat in my car, I maintained a reasonable speed and launched my arm in front of her, at the appropriate times.
She earned the right to be treated like a queen, and I remained her servant.
And those seconds,
and years with her,
those times mirrored daydreams that only fairytales could breed.
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