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Rear View Mirror

In his rear view mirror the cab driver saw two people almost trying to become a part of the back passenger doors. If it hadn’t been for the constant fleeting, fearful glances that he noticed them giving each other he would think they wanted nothing to do with one another.

But he did notice these glances and the little twitches and they told him all he needed to know about the actuality of the situation. The twitches signaled wanting to be able to touch, knowing they can’t. The glances were flirtatious at first, fluttering eyelashes and coy smiles and they morphed into blown out pupils and intense gazes in peripheral vision the closer they got to their destination.

The cab driver knew he should judge. Society expected him to be judgmental. What these two were clearly planning on doing was deemed wrong by Above. But he found himself thinking back to the different couples he has seen through his rear view mirror. The ones who adhered to what Above wanted but there was nothing between them. Others were purely a show. A demonstration that they could conform to the rules, but dead eyes accompanied rough hands and biting lips. These two weren’t like that. It was a communication of body language that clearly read love, not lust.

As he pulled up to a particularly elaborate building and waited for the two to leave his cab he hoped he wouldn’t be found out for his crime.  He cast one more look at the pair. He was all numb fingers and shaking wrists as he slid his key into the lock and she was fearful glances up and down the street but a reassuring hand on his shoulder and the hints of a smile pulling at the corners of her mouth.

He silently wished them the best and hoped that he wouldn’t open a paper one day soon to see their faces plastered on the pages as new recruits into the ‘fix-it’ system. He pulled away from the curb and waited for his next passengers to hail his cab down.

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2 thoughts on “Rear View Mirror”

  1. I like this – I like the thoughtful tone, and the references to things which the cabbie might understand, but might not make sense to the reader, thus making it more realistic.

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