Ghost Teacher #108
Ghost Teacher #108
We sit in a small cafe. We are silent as those around us fill the void with talk. We sip from cups of coffee trying to feel older. We're waiting for one of us to speak up.
His name is Alex. The one thing that I do know about him after sitting in this booth for an hour.
Outside a fog rolls in as if on cue. I begin to compare my life now to my life before when he speaks for the first time since telling me his name.
We don't have to say the obvious. We don't have to ask. We know we're interested in the other more than friends.
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