Lilith … (next part)

“Hello. Will you take me? ”She hurried to the car, which stopped.
“Sure, but I’m going to eXCity, so I don’t know if it’s in your direction.”
“Yes, yes.” So can I? ”
“Get on.”
“Can I sit to back?”
“Sit where you want ‘
“At the back …because of the bag.” there would be no place in front. You know … “
“Like I say … where you want – and put your seat belt on, don’t let the car whine – I don’t know where it turns off.”
For the second time since morning, she carefully closed the door, fastened her seat belt, and waited impatiently for the car to start.
“So where do you want to throw it?” He turned his head over his shoulder.
“To eXCity ..”
“Seriously? So we’ll go all the way together… ”- well, at least it’ll run away, he thought. He muted the car radio. The car started.
“I’m going to eXCity to see a friend. We haven’t seen each other in a long time. And you? ”
“I’m going to eXCity for work – I’m actually moving there.”
“Are you moving? With the one bag?”
“It was fast and I don’t need any more…”
Of course. Man really don’t need much “
She watched her disappear before her eyes, the place she knew so well.
“Do you hitchhike often?”
“No. I’m the first time “
“First? And aren’t you afraid? ”
“No. I should?”
“Well, definitely not for me – but still … moving with a trail. ..I hitchhiked often…. But no one ever stopped me… but it was a different time. I wore long hair at the time, which was not completely normal at the time, so I didn’t blame anyone. “
“Did you wear long hair? “- she looked at the dozen guy behind the wheel.” I can’t imagine you with long hair “
“It was such a time – you won’t run into rebels much today. There weren’t many ways to peek out of the crowd. “
“Were you a rebel?” She asked amusedly. “You don’t look like that”
“So rebel.” They considered me a rebel. For others, man is who others consider him to be, not who he is. ”
“Aren’t you?”
“Then I have no idea – he’s actually stolen from me, who else I think who I am”
“So you’re still”
“Maybe so to himself – the rebellion needs an audience and I’m not looking for crowds anymore”
“Yup, it goes with a age,” she slipped. She wondered if she could upset him as a reminder of his age differences.
He laughed. “So… with age… young rebel, old donkey”
“Not at all”

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