Tyler stared down into her luminous baby-blues, and as her words filtered through,
they took him from stunned to angry. She’d ruin everything! She wanted boyfriends, this
girl who under most circumstances couldn’t even look a man in the eye. Hurt is what
During those times he’d discovered he could count on Annie for assistance. Mind
essence of his familiar and much loved pal. He repeated, “I like Annie.”
it was simpler and a lot less weird communicating with her mind.
top. A new white blouse hung from one hand, and the safer, often worn t-shirt fluttered from the
other. She faced the mirror and waffled.
favorite yoga stance at the end of the unmade bed.
her tanned skin, and she had to admit that the new fashion suited her. She buttoned it and
“It’s supposed to be worn with the top few buttons undone.”
“One button, okay! Two? That’s indecent.”
unexplainably fall open all day long anyway.
and slipped her feet into the fancy sandals that lay hidden in her closet after a shopping trip
months earlier. She checked out her shiny cap of black hair, which had stiffened from the setting
lotion applied earlier, and now stood up in a perky ‘do’. The darkness highlighted her
unblemished skin, and brought her face to life.
faint fragrance of perfume answered. A scent Annie instantly fell in love with permeated the air
around her hair. She’d have to ask Celi for the name of the product and wear it everywhere. It
could be her personal smell for success.
A tinkling sound drew her attention to her dresser and there sat a tiny, rhinestone studded blue
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