Friday, 22 January 2010

Twenty-seventh note

My parents had a guest tonight, and I also visited them, so I met him. He was very sympathic but his face looked very sad. He looked tired, and it seemed it is difficult for him to maintain his polite attention to his company. After a few minutes I had the idea that his wife probably died. And a few minutes later it turned out from the discussion that my intuition was right.

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