love at first sight


Henry first saw Jane one fine spring afternoon at the Copiague Memorial Public Library on Deauville Road.    Her gingham blouse and calico skirt put the finishing touches upon her lovely light brown eyes and hair.    He noticed that she was reading Emily Dickinson while he was reading Robert Frost.   As far as  he was concerned it was true love at first sight.   Daily he returned to visit his favorite haunt in case she showed up.    Occasionally he talked to her for a few minutes at a time.   Eventually they fell in love and got married.   That’s all it took.



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