A Hand Upon My Shoulder

A Hand Upon My Shoulder

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I see her crooked smile. I see her blue eyes sparkle, protruding from underneath her thick-rimmed glasses. I smell the aroma of baking cakes mingled with the smoke from her cigarettes. An engine starts and I turn to see my parents' Mustang rattle down the narrow country road, making the cow parsley flutter too merrily against the blindingly yellow oilseed rape. I squeeze my eyes shut in disgust and turn back to survey the woman standing before me.
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I felt an ice cold tear spill down my pink and flustered cheeks and as it did I reached up and wiped it away with the sleeve of my hoodie. I dared to glance a look to my left and saw Jamie watching me. We locked eyes, he smiled and then looked away, but I couldn't bring myself to stop staring. His deep brown eyes were a daydream and his shoulder length hair a... trap for destruction. No, I couldn't let myself go there. I was just setting myself up to be hurt... again. I've had enough of that for a lifetime.

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