We are walking on the bank of a small river. The water is running quietly. One or two birds sing happy songs in the woods beside us. : N* z# S0 [7 t0 I9 r+ o$ \2 |; N' o: c! e: c6 ]
She is two steps in front of me. She is so beautiful. She is slender, tall. Her hair is long. I want to touch her hair. I am hesitate. This is the first time I ask her out. Will she think that I am an easy man? But she is so attractive, and her attraction prevails. So my hand is raised towards her hair. 5 [: A% a! s7 W2 d+ S9 w% w 5 c6 Z5 y3 n6 b. l9 C# Q eSuddenly there is black thing jumping out of water. She is startled, and so am I. My hands freeze in the air. She turns around and see my hand. . `! |- u4 W# `; @3 r+ a
! W1 C: r6 g8 M! g"Are you going to catch the thing with your hand?" She asks. 8 Q6 b3 `+ c+ u* \: d
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"What is it?" 3 s! S/ ~8 b. K$ O7 V6 @- w; ~; Y. \* Q4 Q
"I don't know. Maybe a beaver?" ! E. z) n' M' o# O" [+ Q
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(To be continued)