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He’s struggling with the books, she’s skipping empty handed beside him, “Hey, help me!” he fumes, but when they are sitting and reading together, taking notes, right side her story, left his, he softens.
She skips by and pulls his hand to follow her outside, reluctantly he goes out into the street and she points to the sign in the window.
“I told you the sign would appear, the books said so, now we can finally return home, let’s go”. He sighs, she’s always right, darn it!
Link to my Ebooks on my homepage.
Trust you heart if the seas catch fire ~ e.e cummings