He waves goodbye to his co-workers and heads to his car, feeling the heat from the day wash off his body, thanks to the cool air outside. He glances to the cloudless sky, his eyes seeking the moon as they usually do when he is outside at night. Watching the pale ghost move ponderously across the cosmos, his thoughts fold inward. He made a mistake today. Not at work, though. His managers said he did a great job and thanked him for his hard work on a busy night. It was his personal life where he made the mistake. He unlocks his car, steps inside and turns the ignition, though not moving from the parking space. He opens the window and lets the cool spring air flow through the drivers window. He never meant to scare her, he silently tells himself. His head tilts back as the overhead light dims. He was thinking birthday gift, nothing more, when he was taking about getting her some jewelry. He winces as he see's how that could be misconstrued.
He finally, after a long five minutes, leaves the parking lot. He drives home, letting the cool air wash away his mistake. He won't make it a second time, he thinks. He turns on the radio and switches to his CD player. He sings along with the music until it reaches a song he can finally make him smile tonight. It's 3AM and I wanna go to bed, I got a lady runnin' through my hair. . . He loves her, he says out loud to the musician coming through the speakers. He won't scare her away. He won't let himself hurt her, because she means so much to him. He thought those words all the way home, even as he sat down to write a short story about this cool spring night.
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