Heading back, I took my time. They’d reconfigured themselves. Catalina remained at the far side of the booth but Mr. 309 had moved from across the table to sit next to her. Her fingers danced across his neck, ears, and head, her body angled toward him, the rest of the restaurant a backdrop. She exuded heat.
It’s Johnny’s first time at the Literary Salon. He captivates the crowd as he delivers his plea, begging his muse to reappear, to permit him to give her a glimpse of the excitement she has shown him. Watch the tale unfold through her eyes as well as his as they both experience My Muse.