But she must stop him getting away. “Cool. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. Always remember that. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change. But let that verse tell my secret. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. .
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