the stokes croftian
Monday, March 26, 2007
SHE GOT
She got in first even though she arrived after me.
One.
Two.
She leaned forward looked at the numbers.
Three.
Four.
‘What floor we at?’ she said.
Five.
Six.
‘Six,’ I said.
‘Oh.’
Seven.
Eight.
The lift stopped. She got out.
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