Rob's Brain

Tom Gorgias is a very honest liar. A particular character trait I can admire.

gorgias:

She sat across from me and cried the entire train ride and I did not know what to do or say or don’t. I put a piece of paper in my book and put it on my lap. She probably knew I would see her, watch her, wonder. She rested her forehead on her hand, rubbed her eyes. She was blonde, small but not tiny, not beautiful but interesting-pretty, and she dressed okay. What had hit her so hard, mentally, that she would cry for an entire train ride between two major cities? I looked out the window, which is a lie, because I looked for her reflection in the window, so that I could watch her without watching directly, and she probably realised that as well. What could I do, I wondered, and I didn’t do anything at all, and never saw her again.