16 February 2010

A touching taxi story

I arrived at the address where someone had requested a taxi. I honked but no one came out. I honked again, nothing. So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.


After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood.. read more


By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years.

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