To everyone in the room, she seemed like just a normal girl wearing Vans, blue jeans, and a red hoodie.
The Vans were a checkerboard pattern and Jeff Spicoli would have approved.
I grinned because I loved that movie. That was the year I came of age. Life was tasty and was about to get very gnarly.
I held out my hand. "Shall we dance, Princess?"
She smiled. I could smell the scent of eucalyptus wafting through the open window, drawing us to our destiny.
We caught the Super Chief out of Union Station at 5:00, heading for Topanga Canyon.