A Romantic Evening

It was in that period of time that occurs after noon and after dusk, but before midnight - but that's not really important-  that he finally looked up into her Picasso-esque asymmetrical eyes that were skewed to either side, and took her skeletal, liver-spotted hand, the setting sun bathing her aged and wrinkled body in a muted red light that highlighted her pear-shaped, handmade-cardigan-clad figure, making him think twice about proposing to this hoary old widow. But then he reminded himself of the inheritance and all qualms he had were banished from his mind once more.