Should I? Shouldn’t I? How much longer was she going to stand there? She had not really come here for that, had she? But she was there now. The search today to find him had been fruitless anyway. They do say ‘unlucky in Love’ that what her mother told her anyway. Plus tomorrow was another day. Should she risk it one more time? She fumbled for her coin. Stupid me, it is no longer coin operated. Nothing stayed the same. She had her slot card ready, had forgotten it was still there. It would not fit into into the machine, her hand would not stop shaking. ‘Can I help you’, a male voice behind her made her turn around.
Elisabeth Marrion 