Six
The seventh installment of the serialization on loves. This one is on Light. I love light. It is one of a few things which I have a very deep understanding of. I had met the woman for the first time at a gathering of my girlfriend Donna’s family. I first saw Barbara in a hotel room one beautiful, sunny afternoon, in Morro Bay, California. It had been one of those postcard California days, spent doing something I would generally never be caught dead engaging in. The experience left me with two words snared in mind. There were several more occurrences.