He had sheep hair. Not in a bad way, but it was curly and almost the color of sand when it's wet.
It was later that afternoon, she was on her bed reading a book. He was doing the same.
Charlie would peep up from her book every now and then. She noticed how fast he read.
Counting the seconds he was on a page, 1..2..3..4..5. It went to 40 and he would turn the page.
Sometimes to 45, maybe even to 37. But never past the 40s.
She looked back at her book, then peeped over at him again. He flipped the page.
The book was blue.
YOU ARE READING
Blue
Kısa HikayeBlue: of a color intermediate between green and violet, as of the sky or sea on a sunny day. Blue: (of a person or mood) melancholy, sad, or depressed.
