She was sitting on the cold gravel road, surrounded by a
thousand others. She knew few of them; none were her friends. She was dying for
a drink of water, and perhaps another one of those cream buns they were giving
out. Suddenly a sudden jolt brought her hand upwards to her pocket. She reached
in. The light flashed and she thoughtlessly tapped, when she usually would have
just turned her attention away. It was to be a defining moment; it shaped part
of her many years to come. It’s the small choices we make, the ones we
sometimes give no thought; that define greater parts of our lives.
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