C35 His Gentle and Caring Warmth

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to grab you…” he said as he quickly released my wrist.

We were safe on the sidewalk, but his car was still parked there in the middle of the road. I wondered why the cops were not here yet or why every car that was passing by wasn’t honking their horns. That was when I realized the model and the probable price tag of his limited-edition sports car. Now it all made sense