Her hair was the color of caramel, long flowing locks that
shone in the moonlight.
Her eyes were a deep blue, the sort of blue that normally
only exists as ‘Bubblegum flavor’, and they had a way of looking into your
soul, and reflecting back only the best in you.
She was… Well, airhead would be a complement. She was kind,
and loving, and just a delight to be around, but she wasn’t at all a
conversationalist.
All in all, she was the sweetest girl I’d ever known.
Too bad then, that what I really needed was a filling stew.
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