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April 15, 2003
Slowly.
Slowly.
I didn't run.
Said "Hello." Finished what I came to do, then paused with my body facing toward her but opening a package...
She said "Hi" again as she passed. Tone of voice was... different. I smiled but didn't say anything.
She turned down a hallway heading toward her office. I was relieved about not saying anything stupid, but mad that I had not found a topic for light conversation. But it was a huge improvement over the fleeting-glance-and-dash that I had become prone to. At least there was that.
She called my name from down the hall. Came back out of the hallway.
She asked if I knew about a particular issue at work, which we spoke about for a bit. We walked toward each other and stood close. Closer than if I had been speaking to my best male friend.
Mostly, I just looked into her eyes. I asked who was affected. I told her what I knew, what I could do. I tried very hard to see the person and not the idea.
I was petrified, but I believe that I did not appear petrified.
We'll see.
Could be I'm one in a line of suckers she's stringing along.
Could be she's interested in learning more.
Slowly.
Slow-ly.
[+] Posted by Soulless S. Breedlove at April 15, 2003 11:18 PM, who was sinning at the time by revealing evil. [+]
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