Tales from the Old Mills

By Oldmills

Homeward Bound...

Im off for a few days, going neutral, again.

I spotted this beautiful girl on the airport bus.

I couldnt decide whether she was bored, winsome, or just looking forward to getting home, or somewhere else, perhaps.

Me, Im just nervous. And winsome. And questioning every move I make.

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