Snippet #2017771

Myra sat alone outside a small restaurant. She had ordered spaghetti with Parmesan and a berry spritzer. Now, she sipped her water and waited for the food to arrive. She looked across the street and started to wonder about the world. She had been to many places, but no where seemed to satisfy her.

Her food arrived and she greedily forked up the creamy noodles. She hadn't had food this great since she lived in Europe. It couldn't ever measure up to the real thing, but it came damn close. She sipped her berry filled drink and smiled. She enjoyed the breeze flowing through her hair and the wind cooling her legs. Myra was officially relaxed.