Dumbfounded by the image in my mind.

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Friends, are you ready for this? I was at a burger fastffood waiting for my daughter, the conference did not finish on the allotted time. I actually dozed off to sleep while playing candy crash. My daughter jolted me from slumber before sitting beside me. I did notice a lanky guy searching for a vacant seat. He looked me in the eye, gauging if we were about to leave. But I was talking with my daughter, deciding if we would partake of a quick burger lunch or dash somewhere for a proper meal. I opted for the second one. As we stood up, i saw the guy still looking at me, and gosh, that face, the features, the stance, the demeanor, are all the ideal I have pictured of a MAN from the pages of literary books I have read. Astonished, I stared back, wanting to know if I was dreaming. Then he spoke. He asked a question. "Are you done?" Damn. My lips were zipped I couldn't utter a word. I turned sideways nodding my head. And followed my daughter. I was glad my knees didn't wobble. Would have been embarrassing. really. Cursed my self later for missing the opportunity to acquaint my self. Shucks. Chicken. Pinch me, please, and tell me the dashing hero in my literary books is not real.