Peek-a-boo

Walking down a cobbled pathway, smiling at strangers, squinting at the sky, hands in my pocket, smell of coffee in the air, head's singing a song, heart skips a beat, just saw a handsome hunk, there goes a sigh, what was that song? scratched my head, nay thats not him, tapped my head, that tune was back again, got into my groove and walked down the lane. Another day, another job, working for the interpol, is not so easy or is it?


To be continued..................