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Flowers on the Bus

Posted 07-13-2010 at 12:39 PM by hnmorning12

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[FONT=&#23435]  [/FONT][FONT=Times New Roman]The next Monday Charlie was waiting at the stop, stooping a bit more, a little bit more grey, and without a tie. He seemed to have shrinked again. Inside the bus was a silence akin to that in a church.[SIZE=3] [URL="http://www.hellojordans.com/"][COLOR=#0000ff]Air Jordan Shoes[/COLOR][/URL][/SIZE][/FONT][FONT=&#23435],[/FONT][FONT=Times New Roman] Even though no one had talked about it, all those of us, who he had made such an impression on that summer, sat with our eyes filled with tears and a bunch of wild flowers in our hands. [/FONT]
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