. a small black car .

it is over 3k, not very far. the car stopped.

she offered me a lift. i explained that i

was out walking, not lost in the middle of



as she thought.


we smiled.


she lives in the garden cottage near the big

house, while i live behind the church.


a different village.


meanwhile those on the precipice

moved slowly.


she drove on while i turned and went home.


it continued raining.



.daily post.



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