The one who cracked the shell

When their eyes locked for the first time, something sparked. David felt a bolt of lighting shoot through his veins, high energy gushing through his warm blood making it warmer, making him warmer.

Instinct said she sensed it, too.

Something changed within, and everything changed without. His face lost its hardness, his smile reached his eyes, his eyes brimmed with warmth, his stride became a pace. Long black beard became a slick black stubble, and though he wouldn’t shave the moustache, he oiled and softened it all the same. All for her.

Wife defined his love but daughter, his tenderness.

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