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She's not a girl who misses much - guitar

4 years ago130 views

Duck, duck, goose. I skated up and down the middle of the side street. No cars in sight. No people walking by. I could see a squirrel on top of a telephone pole chasing another squirrel around the pole and down a wire to the next pole. Was that a male chasing a female.I delighted in going past the mailbox on the corner and out into the middle of the main street. This street is two lanes and has a painted median strip. During a weekday the street has many cars and trucks passing by. But on a Sunday morning – the street was mine. I looked down to the church at the foot of the hill with its strange square tower. I skated to the corner and looked down the sidewalk and saw a slim figure with a tan top walking up the hill. She had something in her hand. I skated back down the street out of her view. When I was skating up she was crossing the street and her head was toward me. I nodded hello. She kept looking at me. I skated closer. She was smiling. ( )