He had blue eyes, dirty blond hair, a sharp jawline and a crooked nose but I didn't recognize him. He wore jeans and a t-shirt with cowboy boots and a baby blue corduroy jacket; his dressy clothes. He was obviously unsure of what he should say to me. So after coffee and dessert, he bought me a stereo.
The fantasies that had brewed for years on end were finally getting watered down.