Love is surely something magic like if not magic itself. She radiates that his way. And Matty has it flowing her way. He believes in it as much as his God and Verity.

"Maybe not. I wouldn't even be surprised if it was on your to-do list." One of the to-do lists. He grumbles a little finally standing again even though his feet have come to hurt. Why do they hurt now? What is all of this?

People are blind in many ways. They have a sweet trust and acceptance for it. And taunts are always playful without any intention or real harm. Their perspectives then give other aspects to appreciate. The texture of her hair is something he adores in a way that he can't for color.

The distraction is oh so welcomed. "That sounds like it would be really something. Is it on vinyl?"