Due to rush, she had no seats to sit and she was standing only. After a few more stops, my next seat passenger got down from the bus. So she sat next ...o me. After sitting she sat silently and was not talking anything. So I got bored and hearing songs on my phone. At one bend the bus turned suddenly. Due to this, she slipped from the seat in the path. So after that, I helped her to seat properly. The seat placement is like I was near window seat.Next, to me, she was sitting. After that, I asked. Unlike the hundreds of times he had imagined this moment, he could think of nothing to say. A million questions had come to him through the months, but all of them fell flat when he looked into her eyes. His heart raced as silence enveloped them. His mouth fell open as he tried to speak and found himself unable to form a complete thought. You… Its really good to s… I better go. I have to work tonight, so… She turned and started to go back into the staff room, but turned back around, wanting to. 'I ought to at least ask her before I just help myself,' I thought, slipping my dirty boots off on the patio and stepping inside, my socks padding quietly on the thick carpet.The kitchen was immaculate, gleaming and empty. I walked through to the living room; easily four times the size of my own and furnished in soft creams. The hardwood floor was decorated with the occasional thick shag rug.My breath halted as I listened for Olga, feet leading me through the silent house of empty rooms.'Maybe. Most of these women are being cautious sometimes too cautious. Not really ready to open up to anyone. Maybe if they listen to my posted greeting they might just open up a little bit. Two days ago a lady named Marisol sent me a message along with her phone number. I called the number. "may I speak to Marisol?" I asked. "I'm sorry but you have the wrong number." she replied. "may I asked whose number I dialed so that I may give a proper apology." "my name is Dana." "please forgive me Dana for.