Best Enemies

Some time passed and Luke heard a knock on his car glass and whined it down, it was the same man he bumped into earlier.

"Hello, we meet again. I am sorry about your car."

Luke hissed and glared at the man.

"Go away, I have had enough trouble today," he almost yelled.

"Do you really want me to go away? What if I take you back to the past, would that not be of interest to you?"

Luke was not having it with the man.

"Sir, with all due respect, go away. I don't want to take a trip with you to the past. I don't even know how you are going to do it but whatever, go away."

The man smiled and dropped a card on the seat.

"If you ever feel the need to talk to someone, call me. There are things that if I tell you, you will realize that there is more to what the eyes can behold. Have a pleasant night, my dear."

He smiled, strengthened himself, and walked away.

Luke picked up the card and stared at him.

"If you ever feel the need to talk to someone, call me." The man's last words echo