Journey

 

The cars passed by as she waited by the bus stop by the road. Yet, that wasn’t it. Slip, slip, went the cars till the white of the sun showed on the horizon. Till the white wind brought the journey back to her.

Yes, those days had tried to. Take it away from her they said. And, she left.

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