Every Life has one true-love snapshot. For him, it came on a cold night. He was so nervous he felt as if his tongue were glued to his teeth. She said she had to go before her parents got angry. But as she walked away, she turned and waved.
That was the snapshot. For the rest of his life, whenever he thought of her, he would see that moment, her waving over her shoulder, her dark brown hair falling over one eye, and he would feel the same arterial burst of love.
That night he came home and woke his old brother. He told him he`d met the girl he was going to marry.
Here they are.
Inspired from "the five people you meet in the heaven."
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