Vintage Wine and Fleeting Love

Monica had done her makeup beautifully and changed into a tight dress. She spun around in front of me, smiling as she slipped on her gloves. "Do I have that British vibe?"

I nodded. "You look great."

Monica let out a soft sigh. "Oh, it's been two years. I wonder what it'll be like."

I was startled for a moment. 'Is Monica planning something else tonight?' I wondered.

Monica flagged down a cab and