Sighting

November 4, 2025 a 11:30 pm. Juliet. Parents from Lebanon and Sierra Leone. Writer working now as an accountant.  Claiming to dress like a librarian but surely greatly underselling your beauty. We connected on Airtalk.  You wished to be on a beach alone.  Two hours later, I was captivated by you. We parted ways trusting fate to reunite us on Airtalk (how very stoic!) but by the time I disconnected I regretted not at least giving you a less fateful way to find me. Juliet, you struck something in me I haven’t felt in a long time.  David (an American in London who can’t pronounce “water” correctly)

A picnic on the beach after a walk