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Each morning, Katie took her place in line at the bus stop. She was usually first, but lately Nate, an enterprising young man, would be there first. He’d nod to her as he took his place in line. Now he would wait and smile earnestly. Then he began saying,”Good Morning.” When the bus came he always stepped aside and let her enter first. She eyed him softly, but never nodded, never spoke. She would embark and seat herself next to another lady already on the bus. Her heart was locked behind chains; the key long ago lost.
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Mom the Obscure 
Oh my…that’s sad – but good.
thank you
Dear MTO,
Sounds like a sad existence. Perhaps the young man will find the key. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Perhaps or he’ll move on, such is life. Thanks.
Lovely story but also so sad. Maybe Nate can help her break the chains open.
perhaps
Poor Nate, on a lost cause by the sounds of it. Wonder what her backstory is? Nice idea, well written.
Thank you, hopefully Nate will move on, eventually.
Such a dreadful shame. Nicely done.
Thanks!
i think he found the key just waiting for the right moment. 🙂
I like your optimism 🙂
I believe in Nate!
He is my kind of guy 😉
Nate will persevere for a happy ending! 🙂
He’s that kind of guy 😉