Monday, February 21, 2005

No words

There is a man who I work with who lost his father a week before I lost mine. He was at my father's service but I haven't seen him since. We've worked together for years and our offices are two doors apart. Just now we passed in the main hall and said nothing. He gave me a slight nod and a wink, I gave him a half smile. We both kept walking. Nothing else was needed.

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