Grey I liked the connection Essence and Lennox had. I feel like sometimes you’re looking for love in so many places, when where you should start is home. It’s like losing your favorite bonnet, looking for it high and low only to walk past the mirror and find it on your head the entire time. Or, looking everywhere for your glasses and touching your face to discover their on top of your head or on your eyes, already. I applied that scenario to a quick short story and I’m pretty pleased with the results. This is a story that felt good. Plain and simple.