Beautiful Stranger, Part Deux
You've seen him around the neighborhood. Hard to guess his age, or place his nationality, or accent, but he's always polite, if a little formal...never unkind.
You see him looking sad sometimes, like he's remembering something he lost, or maybe just something he can't quit find - not here, not now. Here - now - he's always alone.
You wonder, sometimes, what - or who - he's looking for.
Part of you hopes he never finds it ...
Because you know that when he finds his way back to wherever it is he belongs ... he'll be gone.
Coming soon ... Rhunei's Story