Melanie

byrichard_daily©

I walked in and caught her smiling.

She was color coordinated in a denim pink skirt, a pink shirt and jacket, pink teardrop earrings, and accessorized.

I stayed way past my welcome, or so I thought... But she kept talking to me.

Her friendliness was my downfall. That and the fact that she's married.

She hyphenated her last name.

*swoon*

She told me about her desire to study humanitarian law, how she felt that people in other countries were being taken advantage of. I told her about going to see Jane Goodall.

We talked about Legos, adding machines, and DOS

I loved her glasses.

She is a troublemaker. I can tell.

Why are all the good ones taken?

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