It was just another west Texas diner on a forgettable interstate.
Charming and quaint, I pulled in for a break.  
Halfway to the big city and still far enough for blue skies. 

She had my attention in a way so few ever have. 

Dolled up in makeup and curls, even if only to carry a pen and pad. 

Her inquisitive nature was refreshing, given the solidarity of the road.

Doing her busy work for a little to long, at a booth across from mine. 

Brushing her hair back too often to realize, looking away and eager to look back.

Her voice reminding me of a kindness from a past love.   

Caught between life's obligations and a young girls dreams. 

Turning to share a smile as I left to get back on the road, our moment in time fading into the ethos. 

All she asked were simple questions, but all I heard was take me with you.