“I land on hard wood planks, bouncing onto my bottom and thighs. I am sprawled on my back, staring up at the golden flowered handrail of the footbridge ... You are leaning on the handrail with one arm, pulling fiercely at your hair. A striking, handsome subject, against a backdrop of the pink and purple hues of sunset.” LoveRomanceMemorySunsetAtmospheric WritingDramatic ActionTransfomtation Of Moment Author:Susan L. Marshall