Thursday, September 4, 2008

Trust II

He showed.

The small-town girl did NOT get taken by a fasting, Ramadan-practicing, city guy out to make a buck--he was just a few hours late.

Sometimes I don't want to be right, or smart. I just want to be, and hope things go like they're supposed to.

This time, it didn't bite me.

Truthfully? It almost never does.

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