She started coming over on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. She would always be a few minutes early. You started to notice her little quirks. The tiny dimple under her mouth when she smiled. The freckle on her eyebrow, and how her eyebrows furrowed when she was focusing on a question.
"You know, you still haven't given me your name."
"You don't know my name?" You frowned.
"Of course I do. I just want you to tell me."
You smiled.
"I'm cole."
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Short Story"I'm happy because there's already so much hate in the world. If I can make the world just a little bit happier with just a smile, I will do it."
