read
write
members
about
account

 

datedatememberrandomsearch

August 11, 2019
They once sat on the grass in front of the Oblation, facing Gen. Pack Road where the Victory Liner buses pass through. He dared her to wave at the passengers of the next bus that would pass. "If someone waves back, I'll treat you for dinner." "Okay." She forgets now what happened that day. Her memory stops at the dare and the overall feeling: Giddiness. Vaguely, she recalls a few passengers waving back. They were taken aback at first, doubtful if it's them they were waving at, but when they realized yes, they enthusiastically waved back. She'll try again today.