HS \\ ZM // LT Her name was Mae, and he thought that was a nice name. He liked her smile and he liked her hair and he liked the way she pursed her lips when she took a drag from her cigarette and he liked the way their hands fit together, the way his fingers would knot into hers and he liked the way she made him feel. Harry liked spring a lot, but he also quite liked Mae. Mae thought spring was perfect, but she thought Harry was even more so.