Story a day: 7.27.16

He walked on his hands to the restaurant, wearing his best suit. He could see little but the sidewalk under his hands, but felt confident she’d be impressed when she saw him arrive.

“Tyler?”

He waved a foot. “You must be Sophie.”

She shook his foot. “Nice to meet you.”

He flipped smoothly to standing on his feet.

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