I grab him by the arm and turn him around in the most dramatic way I can. It reminds me at first of a movie. When the girl is getting away and the protagonist grabs her by the bend of her arm and pulls her towards him and they kiss. But this time there is no kiss. I stare at his glasses unable to see his eyes. I don’t know if he recognizes me, but I know now with no uncertainty that he is the man.
First Day Jitters
Ryan Riley

I wonder if this is some twisted test at forgiveness? Great post

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