I could feel his attention on me since I'm not sure how I should feel.
"You look fantastic," he said, adoring me.
I realized I'd gone past whatever the brightest red color on the rainbow was. I slipped my strand of hair over my ears and whispered as I looked down at my flats. "Thank you very much."
"Come on, let's go for a stroll about town; have you had a chance to look around?"
My mother had a hippie feel going on, with blonde hair and blue eyes, often hanging wildflowers in it, and typically wearing those bohemian skirts that old people sell to secondhand stores when they die. She owns a business where she sells quartz rocks and other oddities.
She tried to teach me all of the diamonds, but I only remembered a handful of them. And I wasn't sure that was the proper fit for me.
Sinc
