River
I have been growing feelings for Russell. I wonder if he has too. I look at him and he's wearing this expressionless face.
He's a mysterious guy. It's like he can tell I'm looking at him for emotions.
But he doesn't show any emotions.
"Do you like it here in Cape Town?" I ask him.
He nods. "Yeah I do. Everything is so close and wide."
Then I laugh at what he just said.
"What re you laughing at?" He asks sounding serious.
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The Girl Who Read At Starbucks
Short StoryRiver Frost. That's her name. She is that girl who carried a novel a book to Starbucks and ordered Iced Chocolate Mocha. But what's her story? Russel asks himself that. Is he ready to uncover every secret of her?
