I bobbed my head to the lyrics of the song. A song I had replayed for over twenty times. It was the same song that I heard in that restaurant where Quinn had taken me to that day. Of course after I had gotten home and done a lot of narration to Christine, eaten and showered, the next thing I did was to download the tune. There was something about old music, especially the one you heard as a child. The older it got, the more valuable it became. Sort of like an old friend that stayed beside you till eternity. I glanced at my clock. I had a few hours before I got to work.
I moved to the living room and danced along with the beat. It so befitting how one event can make one reminisce a song over and over again. The song was a treasure now. The fact that Quinn knew it made it so. My mind flashe
