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Bookstore Girl | A Novella

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"This is Zain," Fajr announced to the girl who was staring in bewilderment. "He's been drooling over you for the past hour!"

"That is not true."

"Um...I'm Sura." She reached out her hand and Zain shook it slowly, feeling the softness of her skin and wondered what the bandages on her arms were for.

"Nice to meet you," she added, waiting for him

His mother stood patiently in the corner and watched her only child attempt to make some friends. So far-in his seven years of existence-he hadn't had much luck. Absurdly, he liked hanging out with people a couple years older than him.

"If you're having trouble with the big words, I can read it to you," he offered and that was it.

The novella focuses on Zain and Sura from 'A Single Lifetime.'

Includes the prologue short story: 'Raindrops on His Glasses"

Published: 08/07/22

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