In private

Created on Sunday, November 26, 2006.
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She might perform her most telling actions in private. Might scratch at her heart, or affect a headache — for no reason, of course — or give a quiet sigh. At times she might stand at the window and watch the light filter through the trees, or the wind through others’ hair, and think hard, though about nothing significant at all.

When on sleepless nights she wrings her hands for some unknown worry as she paces through the winding streets of an unplanned city, she watches dead windows for signs of an audience, and finds it only in the rattle of a bus that is almost empty. And goes home.

This is part three of a short-short story series, called Pay Attention.

That's all there is, there isn't any more.
© Desi Quintans, 2002 – 2018.