Posts Tagged“shoes”

domestic violence

I met Rachel en route to Miami, in the restroom of the airport. We exchanged smiles as we washed our hands ceremoniously. With the timing of Olympic synchronized divers, we completed our tasks and both reached for the towel dispenser. That’s when she noticed my shoes. Our shoes meet “Nice shoes,” she complimented, regarding it with reverie. I said thank you and stole a glance at her feet hoping to return the compliment. I was certain she’d be donning a shoe equally as appealing as mine, plus, her vibrant response to the sighting of my shoe told me she had…