....when I am so angry at my brother. His suicide destroyed my parents. They are shells of their former selves.
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Surprised door holding open recipient
posted Tuesday, November 6, 2012 at 8:07pm
You were coming out of the store, I was going in. When I stopped to hold the door open, you looked at me with what I thought was such surprise. You said, thank you, and I just said "you're welcome" - ack, I'm not usually that lame... but I was captivated by beauty... I should have said that a women as beautiful as you should have doors held open for her all the time. You were still in your car when I came back out... I thought that possibly we recognized each other from somewhere... but later I thought... that might have been a look of instant attraction between us. You turned right on 60th, as did I... when my street at 194 came up, I flashed my lights at you ahead of me and waved goodbye. Hope not... email me online here.
Where:Tiny market by Pasta Polo, across from Willowbrook Mall