Why Not?

Why Not?

Stupporing down a slope an elder fell into my arms. As I grasped her she asked if I'm free for tonight. I was busy: "Why not!" We've crawled together through the allies and backallies of the city rush. Clamoring on I've hardly realized the change when she was to thank me for my arm. She was a young spirit again revitilized by the hopeful vigour.

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