Every week there was something new in town.
Something neither of us had seen before.
And every week we were surprised.
I don’t know why we didn’t start expecting seeing things we hadn’t seen before when they came to town.
But we didn’t.
And we kept being surprised.
Week after week.
The innocence of youth I guess.
God, I wish I could go back to those times.
Those times when I was still surprised every time someone new came to town.
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Categories: flash fiction