The Waiting Room
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Last published Wed, Jul 29, 2015
"What's your name?" he asked, his voice sounding smoky.
"I'm not telling you my name," she replied, crossing her arms.
The boy leaned forward in his chair, looking her dead in the eye as he raised an eyebrow. As irritating as he was, she had to admit, something about the way he looked at her made her get knots in her stomach. And she liked it.
She sighed knowing that she wasn't going to win, and gave into him.
"I'm Brenda."
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