Lady Waiting, West Coast


This lady held a demeanour of poise and elegance as she waited for someone to pick her up. I didn’t wait long enough to see who. I’d like to guess it was her dutiful and loving son or daughter.

She seemed like the sort who held the family lovingly together.

Our eyes caught briefly and she gave me a slight smile. I acknowledged with a smile and a slight cock of my head. I left.

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