Appearances Can Be Deceiving: A short story
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When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting - 7: A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim.
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Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive.
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I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips. Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat..
Appearances Can Be Deceiving has 10 ratings and 3 reviews. THIS BOOK IS OUT OF PRINT. Looks Can Be Deceiving. Eliza Juniper, Grade 8, Cabra Dominican College; Short Story; I stood still staring at the hard rubber race track. The sun was.
She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away. I felt as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own.
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And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate.
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My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her. This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful.
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I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner? The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile. My brown hair was slick with sweat. Can you time her?
I nodded and glanced at the person I was timing. She was a disheveled looking girl. She was wearing well worn clothing, showing all the signs of pre loved hand me downs.
I took a sharp breath in as I caught sight of her green t-shirt and orange pants. Her outfit was topped off with a pair of sneakers which had obviously seen better days.
The person next to her was pro looking. She was dressed in skins with a singlet with the embossed insignia of elite private school Saint Cartias. She wore a pair of Nike A sprint shoes. She was the girl I wanted to be timing, the winner.