Thursday, January 31, 2008 .

I was driving home some weeks ago, and since it was midnight, roads were pretty empty.

There was a motorcycle carrying a man, probably in his early 60s, and a lady whom, i presume, is his wife. They were going pretty slowly as i came up from behind, and we both stopped at a red light shortly ahead. I turned to my right, and the couple sat there without a word, waiting for the light to turn green. Just then, the old man started coughing and his wife stroked his back tenderly, the way a mother does a child. When his cough stopped, she held him tightly from behind. And i guess with half her face buried in his back, she couldn't see him smile as he turned his head slightly to look at her.

screaming infidelity at 1:21 PM
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