he was here again.
he sat in his usual place.
this had been his routine for the past two months.
he removed a book from his bag.
he looked across, two rows ahead, the third chair.
she was there, hair tied up in a knot, loose tendrils framing her face.
she tucked her hair behind her ear, pushed her glasses up her nose and continued writing.
gosh she was beautiful, he thought.
YOU ARE READING
the library
Short Storyshe loved reading books. he loved watching her read. cover by @gnarly- #09 in Short Story 07/06/16 Copyright © 2015 by Greywritinghood All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or b...
