He dreamed about her last night.
She called him on a whim.
He was glad she had.
Why did he still light up when so many years and loves had passed?
Why did she call?
She loved the photo he sent to her of his latest find at the flea market.
A beautiful, old-fashioned ladies jeweled purse.
Like the one she would have kept to recall their last date.
And her most cherished memory of him.