“Do you ever think that people are destined to find the right person to be with?” she asked looking at the stars. They were lying on top of his car’s hood. He looked at her and smiled, “I know that this is kismet.” She stared at him for some time not speaking, he was smiling. Kismet. She likes the sound of that word. She doesn’t know why but she does. He held her hand and held it up to his lips and kissed it. “Kismet” she muttered under her breath and smiled.