It was daybreak when they realized they’ve been walking for five hours since last night. The teenagers were already joined by a crowd of people getting ready to work.
Rose still had some confetti tangled in her blond hair, while Julia’s face had lightly smudged make up, and Marcus’ shirt was untuck from his pants underneath a leather jacket.
“This is the happiest day of my life,” Marcus said while viewing the pictures of last night’s celebration.
Rose finally held Marcus’ hand. She stopped then kissed him lightly on the lips. “I thought I wanted to remember it this way.”
Marcus blushed. At sixteen, this was his first kiss.
Julia punched her brother in the shoulder, “Spoke too soon?” then she tugged him to the sidewalk.
All three walked at the one way street of Madison Avenue corner East 51Street.