“Have you ever wondered like I do about how many strangers stories we make it into? The passersby, the glancing eye, the caught up in a stare, the run away fantasy of two lovers on a chance encounter and what they could share. That girl you met in a restaurant or sat next to in church, could they be writing or talking about you? I smile at the thought and think if they only knew the real me and oh my if they knew the real you. How much would the story derail or how scary the truths would remain in all the detail.”

by Ryan L. Rinehart

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