She had no idea how big the world was on the other side. She stood there embraced in her feather trimmed pea coat pressing her face against the glass and saw.
An aged man strolling down the path holding the hand of his bride. His wrinkles settled in comfortably above his intent expression and around the corners of his mouth as he engaged in their private conversation.
A woman whose long brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail ran past the aged couple. They smiled at the small human inside the stroller. Their gaze followed the carriage until the mom turned the corner out of sight. Their smiles faded away in a unified manner. Silence overtook their steps.
Watching from afar she wondered the depth of the story that unfolded on the other side. Life, she whispered to her own soul. If I passed before someone’s gaze, what would they see?
