Monday, February 14, 2022

the kindness of strangers...............

      She winked and walked away.  Trashed the cups and moved over to her workstation.  She sat down.  All I could see was the back of her head.  I moved into my corner and leaned up against the hard bars.  I'd been a lonely wanderer for six months.  I'd learned something.  Like Blanch in that old movie, a wanderer depends on the kindness of strangers.  Not for anything specific or material.  For morale.  I gazed at the back of Roscoe's head and smiled.  I liked her.

-Lee Child,  from the first Jack Reacher novel, Killing Floor

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