Riding there was fine. He kept thinking that he should have asked if he could have sat where he did but instead he offered her some almonds. After she grabbed a couple and chomped down on them she went back for a few more and that put him at ease. Getting off the bus he and she almost froze to death. On the ride home he asked her about what she thought changed in her life after she’d experienced the world. His jaw was taut and she kept looking at his chin because it reminded her of his mother’s.
The Teller
I'm nothing like this in real time, I'm nothing like what I want to be and I don't know what I want to be. I can tell you the difference between life and art and I can scream your name if thats what you please. I'm not a big fan of this, I watch too much tv and rarely read the last page of novels or novelettes. You interest me.
I examine the meaning of dreams, life's follies, and what my heart tries to tell me.
This is what I've figured out so far.
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