Look at You!

Glory couldn't believe her eyes when she saw Djinn walking down her road toward the house.
"I haven't seen you in forever! What? Ten years now? How are you, Djinn?"

"I'm doin' alright," he said smiling in disbelief at how much she'd matured into a beautiful young lady. "You sure grew up, didn't you? If you don't mind me saying so, you look fantastic! Wow. I see you still have the crazy colors in your hair. I always liked that. You 'know' me!"

"Yeah, you're a bit strange, yourself! Always!" Glory smiled back at him. "I still dress weird too! I like to match." She indicated her dress and stockings. "Would you like to come inside my little study house?" She turned toward the door to open it. "Just watch your step. There's a flight of stairs goes down or over to my room on the walkway along the edge. You can only go down, right now. We can catch up on things. You want something to drink?"

"Whatever you have, I'll take." He paused then, pushing his hair back from his eyes. "That sounded better in my head, didn't it? You have tea? Ice?"

"Perfect." She opened the door, smiling to herself. "I think it's too early to have any of Panama Red's wine, don't you?"

"Uh....probably." He took the door from her and held it open, watching her walk down the stairs. "Ladies first. Do you want it locked or open?"

"You can lock it." Damn...Grace knew her and Dorian were old news, now. She also knew that Glory had the biggest crush on Djinn way back then. She didn't know quite what to think now. She wondered if he'd say anything about Alba. *Listen and learn* as 'Auntie' Ursula always said. "I'll get the drinks. Have a seat!"