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The Drifter: Moment Three

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Please enjoy this special five-part series, called The Drifter, written by our returning guest blogger, Emily Vincent. 

I can’t remember her name, but I can recall the time. I was stuck in Philadelphia. During this time, I was trying to get to Washington DC. So, I sat in 30th Street Station to wait for luck to find me. Sure enough, it did. A girl came up to me and noted a pin I had on my book bag that I took everywhere. I told her I bought it in Chinatown in a different state.

We ended up talking for a bit to kill time. She was waiting for a train too. She seemed very excited to be going where she was going. Soon, later they called her train, and we said our goodbyes. It was about an hour later that they called mine.

We parted ways, but I often wonder what she’s doing now? Maybe one day I’ll know. One day I found out. I met her once more in Philadelphia. She cooked me dinner that night, and I met some of her other friends. This time we stayed in touch. Sometimes people don’t just float out of your life. Sometimes they stay around for a while.

I found myself in a local bookstore in Maryland. I would normally go in to read but not pay. A guy walked in and eyed what I was reading. “You like that book too?” He asked.

“Well, I just started reading it. So far it’s good.”

“I’m Kevin, it’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Kevin. I’m Ryan.”

So, it began, a friendship of sorts, or so I thought, but after that, we parted ways. It wasn’t until weeks later that I saw Kevin in a shop. I didn’t remember his name, but I remembered him. I got his attention by yelling “Books! Books!” at him from across the room. I was relieved to find that he remembered me too.

The Drifter: Moment Four
The Drifter: Moment Two

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