Steve Burton drove steadily into the underground parking garage, turned off the car, pulled out the keys, exited the car, locked the doors, and was just about to step into the elevator when he saw parked not too far away, a familiar car.
Steve's step faltered slightly, questioning whether it was a hallucination induced by the amount of alcohol he had consumed that evening. He gazed in that direction for a little while longer, before walking over, his steps slightly unsteady.
As he drew closer, Steve saw hanging from the front of the car, a cute little Barbie doll. He leaned on the front of the car, bent slightly, and peered closely at the license plate, examining it several times over.
It really was Ruby Gregory's car... So, did that mean she was upstairs in his apartment now?
A wave of indescribable surprise and excitement swirled within Steve's heart.
She had no idea how her casual words, actions, or deeds could warm his heart.
