More Than Words
With a stretch and a sigh, Leah stood up, following other students off the bus, her luggage dragging behind her. She stopped outside, leant against the wall and fumbled through her purse. She took out a pack of Marlboros and placed the cork filter between her parched lips. "Where did that fucking lighter go?" She mutters, fishing through her purse and her fingers grasped around her white lighter. Cupping one hand over the cigarette, she flicked the lighter, lighting it and took a long drag....
Mind Control