A stranger

I was right now laying on the sofa watching the last but one chapter of the brazilian soap-opera America which is finishing this week when something that happenned such a long long time ago to me just came to my mind from nothing. Once after work I went to the bus station and since I had stayed until late there my lens at the eyes were bothering me a lot, specially the one of the right eye until I realize it was out of its place. Believe me... I was a woman with no mirror at that right moment so I asked around to the other persons in the bus station to check if any of them had a mirror so that I could remove the right lens. Eventually, the 4th or 5th person a asked for had the small mirror I needed. She was a beautiful woman at her 30's wearing a black long dress on her high shoes and carrying a small bag. She started talking about herself, that she was going to her friend's at Pampulha region (North part of BH) who had told her to come over because she was very down (the bus station girl). Her husband had just finished a 5-year old relationship from nothing apparently and while saying this I could see her tears leaving her eyes. I stayed there just listenning to her because that was what she needed then her bus came. She said sorry and left. I was there, stopped, still with the left lens on the eye but with the right one in my bag, just looking to the bus which was becoming further and further. Until it disappeares by turning at the corner ahead. So now back to tonight on the sofa watching America's last but one chapter on tv.... I had never seen that lady before, I don't even know her name. But she told me the most intimate feeling she was carrying inside of her heart. I mean, how come someone who never saw you in life just approach and in a situation like that trust you the most deep feelings she has? I was just a stranger...