Shaun O'Neal

Passing Ships.

A stolen glance.

Eye contact and a smile.

The radar signal goes off.

A shared laugh.

Worm words and that gentle pull.

An all to brief encounter.

Then it was gone.

In April 2009 I was working in a retail store.

A woman came in and asked for assistance.

We shared a moment.

And then she was gone.

It's the little things that help me get through the day.