I was pleasantly surprised, when I heard a soft voice say, “Hi.”
My eyes scanned the parking lot looking for the source of the sound. The voice has been a child’s, a higher pitch sound of joy. I looked right, then left, and finally forward. I saw the figure of a little child – my guess of a boy – pressing himself on the inside of the screen door of his home. I smiled, then waved. I was far and could barely see him.
I wondered how he had seen me. I waved again. “Hi.” His voice echoed around the parking lot again, I smiled. “Hi,” I told him in response and waved again.
He kept saying ‘hi;’ while I waved in response.
“Bye,” I told him eventually with a wave when I came close to my car. Pulling out my keys. I got in, put the car into drive, passed the house–but the boy was gone. Somehow he had appeared out of no where, made my day, and then disappeared.