It was her smell, intoxicating to his nose, that first caught his attention.
As he glanced, a gust of red greeted his eyes. Droplets falling from her umbrella created a symphony of sounds which slowly echoed its way through the city.
He never could see her face, for she was hiding in plain sight.
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