Friday, September 24, 2010

the woman in the corner

No one noticed the woman in the corner.
She sat in the back of the restaurant and kept quiet, still. There was something about her that made you overlook her. It was as though she was part of the d├ęcor.
Then she stood up and everyone in the restaurant stopped talking at the same instant. Without knowing why, as if by random chance everyone just happened to look at her.
She smiled.
Her smile open and gentle.
People smiled without thinking and then turned back to keep, eating, drinking and talking.
No one noticed a young woman with all black eyes leave a minute later.


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