He was there again. Sitting at the same spot in the same position he was in the last time round.
"Sir? Sir?"
He responded as slowly as he did before.
I put what was in my hand into his, and this time I had a little bit more.
"You're always here, aren't you?"
He started with a long, unclear and incomprehensible mumble, and then I heard, "mmgh if I'm not here, I'm there.."
I thought he was just talking gibberish, when I realised he really had no where to go, and nothing to do.
"What's your name, sir?"
"Frank!"
"I'm Wei, Frank. Now you take care, alright?"
"Thank you..."
I hope I made his day just a bit better. It didn't take much of me at all.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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