She was still watching the partial eclipse when it was time to rush home.
She finally made it home and hurriedly dressed up for her date in a caftan like top that exposed part of her smooth, bare midriff. She went down the stairs in record time.
Her hair, in a formal up-do, had been embellished with a headpiece that echoed the lace on her top.
The sandals matching her skinny pants, created a single uninterrupted column of black. She paused for a moment to fix the strap of her left shoe.
Later that night, relishing the memories of the unforgettable evening, the look of love lingered in her eyes … for an hour or two and … more.