I’m the practical, pragmatic sort, and the idea of pursuing, much less experiencing, magic was totally foreign to me.
And then it happened, this serendipitous moment when I stepped into the elevator and saw you standing there, the only other passenger in the car.
It took me by surprise, this feeling that suddenly came over me, when I looked at you and watched your face shift from expressionless to a warm, demure smile as our eyes locked, and I knew that you were pure magic.
She invested her inheritance on a three-building, nine unit complex right on the canal in the seaside resort town.
She spent some more money sprucing up the tired interiors and painted the three buildings, one orange, one lime green, and one salmon.
She put the two of the three buildings — the orange one and the lime green one — up for sale and they sold quite quickly, earning her a tidy profit on her investment, and a place for her to live essentially for free in the salmon-colored building.
Written for Sonya’s Three Line Tales prompt. Photo credit: Cristina Gottardi via Unsplash.