The first time I saw
her I thought I had seen a fairy. She
was the new receptionist that the boss had told me he hired. From his description I expected a hag of some
sort, that man has no descriptive abilities.
The receptionist, her name tag reading Angie, looked up at me with eyes
that were so innocent ,so beautiful my
breath whooshed out.
"Sir?" I
belatedly realized that was the fourth time she said it.
"Oh sorry. Yes?"
"I just
wondered if you needed help." her tone was professional with an
undercurrent of yeah this guys crazy.
"No. I'm fine…
Just fine" I walk away from the girl I thought Ioved and I never looked
back.
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