 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
turtle dove;
A turtle dove.
Second year Oliver looked at the two tiny, ornamental turtle doves he was holding. Then he looked to Esme as they sat in the library at different tables.
“Just walk up to her and give her,’’ he was willing himself silently.
But he was too shy. Esme didn’t even know that he had a crush on her. She probably didn’t know about his existence. “She does,’’ he answered, this time quietly aloud. Still, he wasn’t ready to just give her a gift without an explanation. They weren’t that type of friends as yet.
Oliver sighed in disappointment. |