Ethan

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POV: Ethan

I'm not sure how long our eyes met, a second, three, or four. She looked down at me like a child watches ants. So high I could barely make her thin pale face out. I don't know her and she doesn't know me but we shared that moment. That small moment that could last forever.  

I only looked away as she did. Life is a beauty that some don't full to the fullest. Some don't do in 50 years what others do in 10.  I didn't look to see her but I did. And she saw me. 

My mother saw her too a girl in the window.  I wonder if anyone else noticed her looking down at us.   

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 15, 2019 ⏰

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