…were on the #61/14 bus on Friday morning; dirty blonde and slim, with a curious little smile and absolutely gorgeous. You were reading the paper.
Was that your BF with you? He got off before you. He’s a lucky boy if so.
Maybe it was my sleep deprived brain playing tricks on me (oh, nightshift) but I thought you might have been sneaking glances at me across the aisle. If so, I’m flattered.
So here’s the “Hi, there” I should’ve said to you. Say hi back! —P.S. nice sneakers 😉
This article appears in Nov 25 – Dec 1, 2010.
