"there you were, in a black top with dark pants and converse sneakers (which went well with your haircut that reminded me of uma thurman's character in 'pulp fiction--so cute), reading 'i know why the caged bird sings,' while sipping coffee from a cup that must've been one foot tall. i never saw the front of the book, but i could tell it was maya angelou from the picture on the back, her subtle, subdued and lonely look. a baby on the floor next to the couch we were both sitting on kept putting a green plastic toy on your right shoe. the goodness of you struck me, observing your simple smile at this naive and cute kid.do you remember me asking you politely to watch my bag while i stepped away? that was a pathetic excuse to say something to you. i'm shy."
LOVE this one.
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