She was the one I wanted, I knew it the first time I ever laid my eyes upon her. It was at the local farmers market. Every Saturday morning I plan my day around going to the market for fresh produce. This Saturday was no different. After my morning breakfast of a slice of cantelope, peanut butter on wheat toast and a glass of orange juice, I threw my labrador a nice doggie treat, let him out into the back yard and headed out the door. The morning seemed eerie, as a light shower had just lifted and a faint rainbow could be seen just above a misty fog. The sun was trying to break through and the city seemed silent. Seeing how the rain had stopped, I decided to take the short walk to the market, which sits in the center of town and is about a mile and a half from my home. I like to walk, though. I like to pass the shops and the homes in the neighborhood just to see what kind of people are behind the windows and fenced-in yards. I have long considered myself a voyeur and to study peo...
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