The Sunset

A Story by Mario Banda

Short Story

I can see the sunset , frozen, in the reflection of her sunglasses. The image was one of a sun setting down behind the ocean. She must have been off the coast somewhere alone. This picture was a selfie. She hardly took selfies, so she must have been feeling really great that evening. Gosh, I wish I could have been there that day enjoying the sun wash over both our faces. There's something magical about watching the sunset in quiet, no words, and she was all about magic. No, not the Disney kind of magic, but the magic hidden within special moments. Special moments... like this sunset.