“Salvatore picked Lu up at 6 pm, sharp. She opened the door and closed it behind her. Standing atop her porch, the wind lightly blowing through her hair, Sal was absolutely mesmerized by the beauty which befell her. She wore an A-line dress which shimmied just below her knee; her head was adorned with a beret which tilted to one side. Her face bore the natural glisten of the sun, while her lips were painted a sunburst red.”