Knight

I looked at my watch.  I
still had another hour.  I walked back to
my car and got in and reclined the seat. 
I locked the car and put both windows down part way.  I closed my eyes.  I saw so many images of me and the men that
had traveled through my life, and I wondered why none of them had ever fallen totally
for me.  Where was the knight on the
white horse waiting to whisk me away, tell me he was madly in love with me?  I felt the tears leak out of the corners of
my eyes.




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