Crossing

Kicked along the ground under spotlights, mistaken identity eventually reveals itself as a hoax. A smile and everything is alright.

In the shadows, this will be noted as a tale to be repeated to a fool who knew the real thing when the witness didn’t know what else to say when confronted with an awkward reality.

Smiles of mutual acceptance and token understanding.

Thus a new bond was forged across an abyss.