Saturday, January 31, 2009

Going the other way

I was standing on the first floor waiting for the elevator to come down. And when the door opened that beautiful young veteran was standing in front of me. She was as close to me as she might have been if we were dancing.

She was on her way out. I told her good morning and she smiled and returned the greeting. What could I say at 5:30 in the morning that would make her stay and talk to me?

What a beautiful smile.

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