Wednesday, 22 August 2007

95: kiss

She turns to go in.

Wait, I say. I don’t even know your address.

I’ll write it down for you once we’re inside, she says.

She starts moving towards the door.

Wait, I say.

She stops and looks at me.

What? she says.

I go up to her.

Can I kiss you? I say.

No, she says.

She looks at me.

Maybe you can kiss me in a letter, she says.

Okay, I say.

She smiles.

We go inside

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