Taking a walk along the sunset beach,
I met him, whose face resembles George Clooney,
by chance at lunch, where he was sitting at the next table.
I already knew that he runs a big company in Europe.
Then he spoke to me passionately.
"A nice breeze, huh?" he said.
His smile and sparkling eyes thoroughly charmed me. His eyes were sweet and thoughtful while at the same time having an intriguing and mischievous twinkle.
At lunch, I had noticed his eyes were fixed on me from the next table.
Our meeting on this beach at twilight, on a southern island where the stars have just begun to twinkle above, was surely destined to be.
"Ever since I saw you at lunch time, I have been anxious about you. I hope you don't mind me asking this. I'm wondering if I could ask you ……"
With a smile, I said gently, "What is it?"
"Do you know that you've had something stuck on your bangs since lunch time? I think it's....
....it's a curler clip."