she was sitting next to me, buried in a pile of books. we could have been at a bus stop. she finally caught me staring and asked if i had a laptop that might help her with her spelling. i caught a hint of sarcasm in her voice. i told her all i had was a smartphone. she smiled, got up and left me with her books. so i opened the first one i saw and wrote my name on it.
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