"You don't seem like the type of person who would like slushes." Rose raised her brow. "and what kind of person is that?" She asked. "Someone who doesn't dress like a member on congress and keeps a list of people who barrows pencils from them." Veronica said smiling.
I could concentrate on nothing but him dimples. They were so endearing that I knew girls all over must fall for him, much like I did. But I am no girl. And he is not homosexual. It is not meant to be. Was not meant to be. I must move on. He is not... As you might say... Inclined to love me. - Hetty