Monday, June 22, 2009

Story: Toys or Men? (by JJ)

The toys held my attention at first. So many to try, so many shapes and sizes.

Then he caught my eye. Tall, dark and handsome, not unusual for this place. But he stood there, quietly pondering, a calm, self assured island in this sea of iniquity.

When he spoke, I felt myself respond, as if a current flowed from him to me, drawing me in. His presence surrounded me as we talked and laughed that brief while. When he said he had to be going, I didn't want him to leave. But it was silly; we'd known each other only minutes.

Yet, I was aware of him, even when alone again.

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