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03 July 2017

[Fiction] Trouvaille

July 03, 2017 0 Comments


She sits beside me. Not literally, a hand brake and gear transmission are between us. I know I supposed to put all my attention on the street but I can’t stop myself to steal a glance on her. She’s so quiet, I thought she’s asleep. She’s never shut her mouth unless when she falls into a deep sleep. Even sometimes I notice she talks in her sleep, inviting me to whatever life she was facing in her dreamland.