“How long are you going to stay like that, Lena?” he asked the girl with the long ponytail of dark hair who was crouched down in the shadows and leaning against the brick wall.
“As long as it takes.”
“Just what are you doing, anyway?”
She peeked around the corner of the alleyway and gazed at the front door of the building across the street. “I heard that the famous actor Tony Long was staying at this hotel. I’m waiting for him to come out so I can get his autograph.”
“Oh. Well, good luck, then. I’ll tell your family I found you and you’re ok.”
“Sure,” she said distractedly, her attention focused more on the building than him. “Ok. Thanks, Mike. And thanks for the burger and fries.”
He walked off, shaking his head sadly and wondered if maybe he should have told her that she was wasting her time. Tony Long was long gone, having already left town the day before. But this would also be a good learning experience for her in the long run, even if she did end up hating him. Right?
This post is part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday “long”: