Just A Tiny Spark
I hadn’t seen her before, and like always when meeting someone I wasn’t familiar with, I became tongue-tied. Though today, for some unfathomable reason, my awkward shyness was even worse. I had decided to come first thing in the morning before the big rush to the library started, but that meant that we were the only two people here and there was no crowd to hide in. Her green eyes roamed up and down the stack of computer books I had placed on the counter from behind sophisticated, dark rimmed...
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