a family reunion
By benafim
A Family Reunion (Version Two)At the bus terminal a handsomeyoung man asked me the time.“Quarter past nine” I said. Lookedat him and saw that he struggled to remember” Have we met before?”he asked… “No I don’t think so.”Unwittingly he had seen his futuresface and I… with deep regret, had seen my youth. Last time we met he was a toddler, didn’t bother to tell him that I was his dad bet his mum had spun him a fine tale. Slowly he boarded a coach, turned my waytwice, still trying to remember. Written October 17th, 2001 © on Oct 16 2001 07:29 PM PST 0 • 10
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"A Family Reunion (Version Two)At the bus terminal a handsomeyoung man asked me the time.“Quarter past nine” I said. Lookedat him and saw that he struggled to remember” Have we met before?”he asked… “No I don’t think so.”Unwittingly he had seen his futuresface and I… with deep regret, had seen my youth. Last time we met he was a toddler, didn’t bother to tell him that I was his dad bet his mum had spun him a fine tale. Slowly he boarded a coach, turned my waytwice, still trying to remember...."