How Introvert John Felt Free
A moment in the life of John.
John M had always loved his near cafe with its crazy, colorful decor. It is a place where he feels emotional.
He is an introverted, intelligent, coffee drinker with a big face and strong hair. His friends see him as a pickled, panicky prince. Once, he had even paid a cup of tea for a dark old guy. That’s the sort of man he is.
John walked over to the window and reflected on his far surroundings. The sun shone like a loving dog.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Mary. She was a wise girl with a skinny face and ginger hair.
John gulped. He was not prepared for Mary.
As John stepped outside and Mary came closer, he could see the zesty glint in her eyes.
Mary gazed with the affection of 33 smart cheerful cats. She said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want a big hug.”
John looked back, even more, happy and still fingering the … “Mary, I love you,” he replied.
They looked at each other with intense feelings, like two tired birds running from a gathering of friends, with jazz playing in the background and two friendly uncles walking to the beat.
