For the visually challenged writer, the photo shows two women, foreheads touching, in a hug-like embrace.
As our eyes met across the busy café tables, I was struck with the feeling that I knew her. Not in a practical way but like I knew her from centuries ago. We both were the almost there same age, though she was fair with blond hair and I was dark-haired and skinned. But I felt that she also was struck by that bolt of awareness.
Hesitantly, she came to my table and sat down. “Do I know you?” She asked
“I was thinking the same thing”, I said. “Where are you from?”
“I was born in Ireland, but my parents moved to Uk when I was 5. And you?” She asked.
“I have lived here all my life, but I feel like I’ve known you all my life. How is that possible?”
“I think we will have to solve this mystery because it’s too intriguing”, she said. “Let’s meet here tomorrow as I’ve to go meet my mom now”.
We have met many times after that and we still don’t know the connection we have with each other but the pull is very strong. It feels if we are soul sisters. Perhaps one day the mystery will be solved and for now we are content to be best friends.
Written for FFFC # 176, hosted by Fandango
Also included FSS # 54, hosted by Fandango