The front bell dinged and an old woman entered the pharmacy. Rajiid remembered seeing her before but couldn’t remember her name. He was usually pretty good with names. Must have something on her mind from the way she was striding toward them. Anna squeezed his fingers. She was so pretty. And so—nice—really. He wished…
She was still looking into his eyes, searching for something. “I know you care for me. Tell me I haven’t been imagining that for the last three years.”
“It is not your imagination Anna. I would have asked you to marry me, but…”
“But what?”
“There are things…” The old woman reached across the counter and impatiently tugged at Rajiid’s sleeve. Relief washed over him in waves. How could he possibly tell her how DIFFERENT he was from other people. The feelings he had to fight off. Things that happened.
“Young man! Could you take a brief vacation from your love life and help me please?”
“Sorry Madame. What can I do for you?” Careful. Not quite such a gleeful smile. Anna was looking daggers at the old woman for interrupting.
She gave Anna a disgusted up and down glance in return. Rajiid could feel a ‘Why don’t you button your
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Saturday, May 9, 2009
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