#024 Polka Dots and Moonbeams

Suddenly it's crossing in his presence, but it's gone as if naturally provided the fate toward disappearing. She could've understood if it was coming from somewhere she's familier with. Yes. Phenomena's flexibility counts on her interpretation without a doubt.  

 "It's really disappointing, I thought you'd be helping me "

Nobody ever put me on the spot like this before, except for this slanted-eyes lady. But I've had to tell her about it anyway since it may be the truth which mankind ought to know eventually. 

"Yes, you're right. Nothing was obvious at the time probably. Yet now, we're done solving every secrets out there,, just by human's perspective...and guess nothing wrong with being decomposed with an arbitrary aspect"

 She'd been shutting the small lips tightly and puts the 30 bucks on the old wooden table. She looked at my face, "You can't look at me like that." 

After she left, there's nobody in the cafe. All what I could hear was an ennui melody of Wes Montgomary's guitar coming from an old jukebox.