It happened on a Wednesday. Willow was walking to work as usual, being totally unaware that her life was about to change forever. She walked at a regular phase, watching the people going to the busy market. There were colours, movement and noises everywhere. She tried her best avoiding diesel-fuelled cars, school busses honking and a number of bicycles. Turning the round, yellow corner, she greeted the guard as usual. He gave her a smile from his place under the guava-tree. She entered the office, and there she saw him. Her future.
"Hiding love is just as impossible as hiding fire in the desert."
Love you always, Tito.
5 comments:
You forgot to mention the first words you said to Tito ;o)
Var ikke det nemlig noe sånnt som "jeg snakker ikke spansk"?
Vennligst ignorer alle skrivefeil... se der... så hadde du plutselig hele tre kommentarer :o)
Gratulerer og lykke til!
Risa: du har helt rett. "Hei, jeg er Willow og jeg snakker ikke spansk." Noe sånn ;-)
Anonymous: Tusen takk :-)
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