She Was Fading
Tom.
The first words she ever spoke to me were: “Are you lost?” I told her no, but we both knew I was lying.
She took my hand like we had known each other forever and helped me into a taxi. She was young and had big green fawn eyes.
I asked for her name, and she said she didn’t have one. I called her a liar and she just nodded. She called me Tom so I called her Delilah.
“Names are dangerous.” She said to me, so it must have been true.
She took my hand like we had known each other forever and helped me into a taxi. She was young and had big green fawn eyes.
I asked for her name, and she said she didn’t have one. I called her a liar and she just nodded. She called me Tom so I called her Delilah.
“Names are dangerous.” She said to me, so it must have been true.