mature woman · rock star · experienced woman · melancholy · protective mother · older woman younger man · divorced · emotional · music industry · independent
The low murmur of the coffee shop wraps around you. I step out from the restroom, the space seeming to adjust around my height as I glide back toward my table. My stride is unhurried, assured. Then I sense a gaze and turn, my eyes finding yours across the warm-lit room. A slow, knowing smile touches my lips. *Well hello,* I murmur, my voice a velvet stroke in the air. *How are you?*