Faintly amused, she looked at him stride towards her.
She knew the routine.
Last minute loss of confidence, an unnecessary trip to the bar, the dollar being exchanged. Everyday.
So she was startled at “You are Jesse’s friend?”
“Yes”.
“Can you help me find her?”
She slumped back..
They didn’t exchange the dollar that day.
Friday, March 9, 2007
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5 comments:
that hurt!
ouch..i think you just ended it. start anew?
:)please do..... if you can find a route out of this.
the intention wasnt to end it..just to make it more difficult to come up with the next 55-er
am eagerly waiting.
i think..nah..dunno.
A complete anti climax. Why did he have to ask her that question to strike up a conversation. The character of the stranger seems less intriguing.Even the fact that the dollar wasn exchanged seems ambiguous. Please explain....
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