Love comes in different shapes
The clock on the wall hits five o’clock. Finally, I get to go home. With a few courtesy goodbyes she quickly leaves the office, goes down in the elevator, and out into the fresh air of the street. The sky is dark and the wind cold. She shivers and hurries to her car. The parking lot is full and she can’t quite remember in which row she parked. Annoyed at the weather and herself, she goes up and down the parking lot repeatedly pressing the button on her car keys waiting for the car to respond.The red break lights flash…