- What is... love? - she asks him, while reading the title of some random book.
- I'm not sure - he answers, pulling another one from his shabby old coat's pocket, small enough to fit in there.
He flips the pages, passing dozens and dozens of words, searching for the right one.
- Lost, lot... - he mumbles under his breath - Loud, loudly... A-ah! Found it!
The girl comes to his side, waiting for him to continue the reading. The boy clears his throat and begins to speak:
- Love. A strong feeling of deep affection for somebody/something, especially a member of your family or a friend - he flips the page - Or a strong feeling of affection for somebody that you are sexually attracted to.
They look at each other for some moments, but is she who breaks the silence:
- I didn't get.
- Me neither.
- What now?
The boy looks at the small book once more, then slams it shut and puts it back into his pocket.
- I don't know. Maybe we can find out for ourselves what love is. Since when do we need for a book to tell us what something is?
She fakes to ponder the question, but answers nonetheless:
- Every time we don't know something, you goof.
- Hmm, true, but... Maybe we should do this without the book this time. What do you think? - he asks, holding out his hand.
- Ok - she says, accepting it - Let's find love together.
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Short Circuit
Short StorySome shorts stories I write sometimes. Some are good, some not good. Hope you enjoy. Please comment your thoughts, so I can improve as a writer. Ps: As it is something I do for fun/when I'm bored, it doesn't have a schedule.
