Wrong person

*As Misty heads by her normal table and the man siting there grabs her wrist she lets out a jump not knowing who it was at first. A million through running through her mind. Finally hearing the voice her blood runs cold as everything starts to spin. Finally seeing the eyes of the one her her longed for Misty's words are caught in her throt for a moment. Carson, he was there in front of her. How did he find her? How did he know? Misty face stays perfectly still no smile forming on it though she wanted to so badly. The one thing she couldent hide was her eyes, and she new it. Just seeing Carson sparked something inside of her. Just by his touch, just by seeing him siting there.*

"You must have the wrong person Mr. I think the woman your looking for did die a while back. From what I hurd she died the moment she found out her boyfriends was cheating on her, and skiped town not even saying goodbye. Causing her to really believe he dident care anymore and was gone for good."

*Mitsy's voice is steady and flat, as her emotions inside dont match up. Remembering the past hurt, but seeing Carson there felt good. Misty had dreamed almost every night of seeing Carson again but than she had to wake and face he really wasent there and wansent coming for her. But now infront of her was Carson. Was she dreaming again or was the really real. Was her mind playing tricks on her once again. Reaching out with her other hand Misty lifts Carson's hat alittle higher to see his face. To stair into his eyes she longed to see. Feeling a twinge of pain he looks away trying not to show her tears that wanted to come. Misty dident know how to feel.*