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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=361357" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Girl From Nowhere</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The electric blue of a lightning sky <br>lit up the country lane momentarily. <br>She walked alone <br>with her scarf blowing in the wind <br>and her clothes soaked from the light rain. <br>But who was she and where was she? <br>She did not know. <br>Her eyes scanned everything <br>looking for something she recognised. <br>There was nothing there and she kept walking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A crack of thunder startled her. <br>She jumped and looked around. <br>Lights of a car lit up the hedgerows <br>as it raced towards her. <br>She moved to one side <br>to allow it to pass. <br>The driver braked abruptly <br>along side of her. <br>The passenger window <br>wound itself down. <br>The driver smiled <br>out from the interior of the car.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Are you all right miss? ” <br>The voice was low and warm. <br>She felt immediately <br>that she could trust it. <br>She looked in with large innocent eyes. <br>“Can you help me? <br>I cannot remember who I am or where I am. <br>The passenger door swung open. <br>“I think you had better get in.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cautiously she moved towards the car. <br>She climbed onto the passenger seat <br>and closed the door. <br>She glanced across <br>at her Good Samaritan. <br>“Thank you.” She whispered <br>as the car purred and moved forwards. <br>“There is a Police Station <br>about five miles ahead. <br>I will take you there; <br>they should be able to help you.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She looked at him <br>as the car raced through <br>the quickly darkening lane. <br>“Haven’t you got a handbag? ” <br>He asked glancing across at her. <br>“Handbag? What is that? ” <br>“Where you keep your personal possessions in.” <br>She looked at him with a questioning look; <br>it was as if he was talking a strange language. <br>“My name is Jim Middleton.” <br>He said in his low warm voice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She looked at him again <br>as the hedge rows disappeared <br>and streetlights and buildings <br>began to appear. <br>Scattered at first, <br>then more and more <br>as they moved into the town. <br>He stopped outside the Police Station. <br>He smiled. “We are here.” <br>Switching off the engine, he opened the door <br>and walked around the car. <br>He opened the door <br>to escort her into the station. <br>He stood mouth opened. <br>She was not there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q>
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lit up the country lane momentarily. 
She walked alone 
with her scarf blowing in the wind 
and her clothes soaked from the light rain. 
But who was she and where was she? 
She did not know. 
Her eyes scanned ..."></div>
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