Whatever Miss Birch said, I didn’t hear because the second I caught a glimpse of her face, the air rushed from my lungs and my head grew fuzzy.
Large brown eyes peeked out from under thick lashes while her nose drew attention to her full oval lips. She was beautiful, in a classic Hollywood sort of way, except she wore minimal makeup and her pantsuit complimented her hour glass figure. Her long braided hair dangled down the side of her right shoulder. |
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