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By kevin urenda Date: 2002 Jun 23 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.23.07.13.12683]] |
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Daydreaming, he noticed a smile in the crowd. I wish someone would smile like that at ME, he thought. The smile was moving toward him, but he had looked away, lost. When he looked up again, the smile, THAT smile, was on a familiar face. "Hi honey," she said. He wondered how he'd ever forgotten. |