In the Moment//Ed Sheeran

P.R.O.L.O.G.U.E--Ed

Hands wrapped around a cup of coffee, I stared outs the window of the coffee shop. Snow had begun to fall into the ground and stick, but the streets were still clear.

"We better get out of here soon," Taylor said. "People forget how to drive when an ounce of snow touches the ground. And we can't be late to the airport."

I nodded in a agreement with an eye-roll. It was true. This time of year, the streets were packed with Christmas shoppers, and the snow only made he traffic worse. We hardly had time to stop here, but this was Taylor's favorite coffee shop, so she made an exception. The cups were empty, the plates had nothing but crumbs, but I wasn't too eager to get back out into the the cold again.

"Can I get the check please?" Taylor asked the waitress, who looked flustered and overly excited. I looked back out towards the window a final time, just in time to see a woman walking by, with a Barnes and Noble shopping bag in her hand. Faith sent a gust wind that nearly blew the hat off her head and straight onto the soggy ground, but she turned just in time to catch it. Her face came into view it was eerily familiar, but I couldn't believe that the person with that same face could be miles away from Suffolk, here in a n random state in America, looking at me.

The wild look of recognition in her eyes said that she knew me, not as Ed Sheeran, but as just Ed, as that skinny teenager with big dreams who sang his feelings before he would tell them to her face. She hadn't changed at all.

Before I could make a noise, another woman grabbed her hands and pulled her away, talking happily. She was gone suddenly, not for the first time, but the second.