It was in the "Coming Events" store that he spotted the many more feminine fancy dresses.


It was in the "Coming Events" store that he spotted the many more feminine fancy dresses. Most stores were carrying the more modern "working mother" fashions, long gone it seemed were what John thought were traditional and feminine fashions. "The" dress seemed to jump off the rack and say "I'm you" a she studied the pleated empire waist bustline. Long sleeves with white lace cuffs and a skirt that would grace his statuesque legs to the ankles. The sticker price of $150.00 almost scared him away but it was Christmas and he just said, "I'm worth it". A slight rain had begun to fall and the parking lot was starting to get treacherous, Johns car was a but a few aisles from the mall entrance and he knew he'd soon be home preparing to wrap his "special" presents for an exciting Christmas morning,that's probably why he got a little careless as he darted into the path of the oncoming automobile. John held the dress high to protect it from hitting the ground as he saw the headlights get closer and closer. He knew as they grew brighter and brighter that they were not going to stop. There seemed to be no sound, just a calm peaceful quite,a blur and then white light all around. Trying to focus his eyes and tune his ears to what appeared to be someone calling him. Then he heard it more clearly, "Joan, Joan, are you okay". As his eyes focus he could make out the images of a rather romantic apartment, furnished in turn of the century decor, he was reclining on a love seat but unsure how he had gotten there. His/she, it was all becoming very confusing, eyes fixed in the direction of the voice calling "Joan" and he/she saw a young blonde gentleman, dressed in white dinner jacket, wearing formal trousers. His physic indicated that he exercised regularly, his voice was soft and caring. With his vision cleared, John, or was it Joan?, realized that this handsome gentleman was calling to him/her, but why was he calling him Joan? Rising from the love seat John/Joan ventured toward the mirror located at the end of the hall.

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