Chapter 14
Barry noticed that he had a spectator, on the stand.
His spectator was a ‘she.’
She was sitting on the bench.
She had been watching him.
I have a fan!!!!, he thought.
He was slowly walking up towards her direction.
He gave her a smile.
From where he stood, he had a good view of her.
He liked what he saw.
She was an attractive brunette; long hair underneath what looked like a football cap, emerald green eyes piercing like a cat’s, wore a blue sweater, and was smiling at him.
He could tell it was a genuine smile.
The loveliest he had ever seen.
And the best part for him was that it did not look like a fake one.
There was something else he could tell.
I think she likes me!!!!, he thought. .
The attraction was mutual.
“So you like my game!!!” Barry was having conver
