We waded through the flock of bodies, packed wall to wall. It was crowded but it was just you and me, me and you. You peered at me with those big emerald eyes of yours,batted both eye lashes causing a gust of gorgeous wind that would have knocked me back a few feet. Good thing you were holding my hand as tight as you were, otherwise I'd have been blown away, swallowed by the Chicago sky.
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