Waiting. Waiting. Waiting.
Crossing.
Crossing the road.
Crossing the road to get to the Here shop.
Halfway across.
Halfway across the road on the respite island from where I see her coming towards me.
She is wearing a coat with the hood pulled up frames her face, our eyes meet…
…our eyes meet, a faint smile from her, tentative, exploratory, what with our history, a flickered smile back, I barely felt it, I hope she got it
- since we talked I’ve seen more of her -
…drop off, then down Stokes Croft, Moon Street, Brunswick, bottom of the M32, Wade Street, Great George through the estate, Cabot toilets, the post office, Pret for coffee and a read, Portland, Brunswick, Moon Street…
…top of Moon Street, she’s coming this way
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