"Jolene and Jamie"
Jolene met Jamie at a dusty old record store, both reaching for the same vinyl—Fleetwood Mac.
“You’ve got good taste,” he said.
“So do you,” she smiled.
Every Saturday after that, they met in the same aisle, flipping through records, trading stories hidden in song lyrics. Jolene loved old jazz. Jamie, soft rock. Together, they made mixtapes that told a story neither of them had the words for.
One day, Jamie handed her a tape labeled For Jolene. The last track was a recording of his voice: “I think we’ve been writing our song. Want to finish it together?”
Jolene pressed play again, heart full, knowing this was her favorite track yet.