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ed the running around so Roald could
concentrate on the art.
explained all of that and more the first time came in.
Not prattling or chattering. was just open and at peace with
herself. I felt myself drawn to her, and it was hard to stay
professional. Dark hair, a happy shoulder-length tangle -- dark
eyes, 's gaze warm and direct -- an easy gentle laugh. I knew
right then I wanted to know this woman better.
But it's bad manners to hit on your customers, and downright
callow to meddle in someone else's happy relationship. So I
contented myself with enjoying the rush of good feeling that came
when appeared, enjoying the sight of her, the sound of 's
voice. Yes, and enjoying a few fantasies when was gone.
A month slid by, and started to linger to talk when
came in. In time it seemed as though the work we were doing for
Roald was only a secondary reason for 's being there, and I
wondered where we were headed. Then one day came into the shop
just before noon and asked me if I'd had lunch y
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