He seemed like the quiet type; one that might have better luck with a pen and paper.

He seemed like the quiet type; one that might have better luck with a pen and paper.

He was tall and muscular but not the gym-rat type; more like the “lumbersexual” look with broad shoulders.

He was tall and muscular but not the gym-rat type; more like the “lumbersexual” look with broad shoulders.

That is all it was supposed to be, temporary, like a stepping stone. But that’s how things go, stepping stones become familiar and comfortable and before she knew it, she had lost sight of her dreams.

That is all it was supposed to be, temporary, like a stepping stone. But that’s how things go, stepping stones become familiar and comfortable and before she knew it, she had lost sight of her dreams.