She moved past my field of vision, a flash of red. Her dark hair would not hide her face and eyes and bewitching smile. All at once vitality, a touch of style, and the wisdom of a fox in her prime. My dark heart noticed. Then sputtered… and… off and running! I did not know I still had it in me. From that moment on, I became my old self, open and joking, moving easily, and the world was mine again. Thank you beautiful woman, you made my day.