That rainy day by the beach, when she lost her umbrella, she found a shelter much more lasting.
He walked along the promenade, immidiatley she caught his eye, that bedraggled beautiful princess, chasing along the beach after her umbrella. Instinctively he offered his own, a gentleman to the core.
And that was how it began, as a gust of wind on a rainy day, taking her umbrella and in return offering: A meeting. A stranger. A chance.
Not love at first sight, as many might say, but an exchange of numbers to retrieve borrowed Items, this is the story that started it all.
A runaway umbrella, brought them together.
That was the tail the grandchildren would know.
By Me -please don't copy- xx
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