Thursday, August 5, 2010

First winter


His smile. His eyes. His hair falling over his eyes. He needed a haircut. Or maybe not. He carried the straggly look pretty well.

She knew he was waiting at the train station for her. He said he'd bring an extra jacket. It was her first time anywhere in winter. She'd never experienced it before and didn't know how thick a jacket she should get. That's what she told him. The truth was she couldn't afford a nice winter jacket and didn't want to show up in something cheap.

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