The White Airport Girl

The blue light shown down in the girl’s face as she stood quietly on the ramp moving slowing through the airport halls. She was holding her white bag in her white gloved hand. Her white dress stopped at her knees showing her small white high-heels. The fluff on the hood of her white jacket framed her sad pale face. From out of the fluff a few white-blonde riglets of hair were visible. Clear tears streamed from her dark, thickly outlined eyes, down her perfect skin, to rest on her full red lips. She let them sit there as she stared sadly ahead, toward the end of the moving ramp.

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