opportunityThere is a gentleness or rather tender nature to the way the young woman and the man embraced. They had exchanged virtual intimacies over a course of some time, but because of his situation, it did not continue any further. He walked, slightly distracted, in her direction. Catching a glimpse that she was there, arms extended, he came to her. There it was, a slight linger. (She is the right height to place her head in that crook where the shoulder meets the neck; it was her favourite place.) As she pressed and arm out in front of his chin, he kisses her forearm. Lightly, though she could feel it through her sweater. They let go though the hand that was on his back glides it's way to his hip; she squeezes it tenderly. His hand finds its way, around her waist. He says good bye to some of the others near by as they let go of each other. And as she turns to leave, in almost a whisper, he says "bye baby".