A memory
Her green eyes amazed me the moment I saw her. A long reddish mane fell over a silk blouse, almost porcelain skin and a smile that told me I had seen her before.
I went to ask for the tickets, she gave me a small piece of paper folded over on itself, just before the train stopped. When I opened the paper she was getting off the train. It was a photo of the two of us.
Her green eyes amazed me the moment I saw her. A long reddish mane fell over a silk blouse, almost porcelain skin and a smile that told me I had seen her before.
I went to ask for the tickets, she gave me a small piece of paper folded over on itself, just before the train stopped. When I opened the paper she was getting off the train. It was a photo of the two of us.