He walked out of his house in the morning. It was a tuesday. By that time, the sun didn’t really warm him up, but he wasn’t cold. He didn’t take a jacket. He waited for the green light. Across the street, there was a woman wearing a blue dress. Her brown eyes just watched, patiently. When the light was finally green, their hands touched for a second and both felt something like a chill. She smiled. He smiled. She kept walking. He followed her.
Created: Oct 23, 2009Document Media