10-31-2021, 08:16 PM
Norman didn't respond instead finding the blotter interesting. He couldn't tell her that she was right. He lived his life from a place of fear, an ugly truth that reared it's head in darkness of night. Yet this woman, this stranger, had simply guessed it. No wonder women weren't interested in him. They wanted brave men of action like local adventurer Quentin North, not boring clerks like him. The fleeting touch of her fan, and her hand, to his was enough to snap that morbid thought. Yet it still scared him and so he quickly withdrew his hand. Her question brought him back to focus on the present.
"Yes. It says American. Is that not correct?" he asked
"Yes. It says American. Is that not correct?" he asked