Tag: yearning
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STOLEN WEEKEND
Hustle and bustle. Amongst it all I sit alone. Many come and go: commuters, tourists, pleasure seekers and shoppers. Smiling faces and laughter, serious looks with purposeful strides, blank expressions and automatic motions: all accumulate into the life of the station. The whistle signals an arrival. Her arrival. Loud squealing brakes and steam fill the…
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YEARNING
The app told him that she had seen the message. He stared at the screen but nothing happened. He could see that she was online. Why wasn’t she replying? Now he felt like an idiot. He should never have sent her the message in the first place. What would he say next time he saw…
Iain Kelly 