Mostrando entradas con la etiqueta stranger. Mostrar todas las entradas
Mostrando entradas con la etiqueta stranger. Mostrar todas las entradas

martes, 20 de marzo de 2012

The date


There she was at ten to eight in the morning, dressed in a black coat and carrying her briefcase. We looked at each other, silently. We wished to say hello but neither of us had dared to. Once again I had had a brief date with my daily stranger.