Not all who wander are lost.....

and so he was hesitant to put the photograph in his pocket, but did so anyway and off he went. The newspaper had told of her arrival , and he knew he must be there. Julia was his only love, but Henriette would not allow such involvement. For he was not of the same class or distinction as they were, so he always had to keep his distance. Here in the city he thought he would make his fortune, but it was not to be. All he had left was a few coins, and nothing else to offer. His love affair was always at a distance, never to be anymore then that. The ship had docked the passengers were departing, he caught a glimpse of her, as she turned toward him, he blew her a kiss then walked away.........