“And if our hands touch when you hand me the coffee I just bought. And if there’s no one behind me and you’re feeling chatty, ‘have you heard the one about the …,’ and if it’s not busy, and you sit and say hello while I wait for my sandwich. And if I’m reading this all wrong, I don’t care. I’m smitten, Mr., I’m swooning. Those green eyes eat me up and up and up. But I’m sure all the gurlz think those eyes are just for them.” - Swooner.
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