Their mouths searching for the perfect angle. Their lips a breath apart. Their first kiss a heartbeat away. Finally.
A buzzing noise; cell phone. “Sorry, just need to check this one thing… ‘Hello,'” he says.
She knows something he does not. What he really said was, “Goodbye.” And that’s final.
Lou Romero submerged his toe into the tranquil waters of the art called writing. He discovered a raging, grinning tempest lurking there. It was a good place to search for peace. He takes creative writing classes at the University of New Mexico.