"Hey."
She gazed at her shoes as she sat down beside him. Only did the realize now how worn out and dirty they appear. She felt his stare pause warmly on her.
He smiles, with a slight nod.
She paused, her mind rewinding back to last week.
Shouldn't she have also asked him his name? She opened her mouth, but something stopped her like a strong rope pulling her back. She couldn't decipher what it was. Perhaps ... she hoped to be patient until he tells her. Or maybe she felt she would be rude to ask him, even if it's merely a name she is asking for.
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Silent Boy
Short StoryShe was curious. But she didn't know her curiosity would lead to loving the boy. Maybe his silence was what surprised her the most.
