Having returned to
University, I was unpacking my
possessions from the car when
it happened. Looking around, I saw
hundreds of students like me, unloading their
belongings, saying
goodbye to
their parents.
As her father left, she blew him a
kiss. Just as I happened to turn around.
Our eyes met, and she gave me a dirty look which said:
you stole
my kiss
I
shuffled off, shaken and left with a feeling of
residual guilt.