His hair is very black. His skin is lighter than I expect, based on Italians that I met around Chicago, but I know his mother is a fair-skinned blue-e...ed blonde like my step-mother. He is about six feet tall and has the build of an Axe model. His face would probably only be called good-looking rather than handsome without the defects. His eyes and smile are great, but his nose, chin and cheekbones are not the nordic look that I like."It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Cindy." He takes my. " I thought I would buy you a beer for shuttling us." I offered."Nope! I'm too cold and wet for that now, come on!" He replied.I left my share of the tip and rushed to the door with Denny. The overhang of the bar had no rain gutters and water poured down on me in the short distance to Denny's big green Pontiac. I shivered getting in but the heat from the vents felt oh so nice! He did a quick U-turn and across the road to my car, I didn't want to leave the warmth of the Pontiac and Denny. My brother did something that I didn't expect.He got up and helped push my chair in after I sat down.My mom drove me to school.As we drew near, the pangs of fear grew inside me. Going to mall asJennifer Saturday was easy. I knew I wouldn't run in to many people Iknew. But high school was a different matter."I can't do this, take me home," I directed mom."I could, but I won't," replied mom. "You are going to have to face yourfriends and classmates sooner or later. So you might as well get it. “Nope,” Tom said. “It’s as good as new. Or, at least as good as it was before it broke down.”Selina chuckled.“What brings you here today?” Tom asked.Selina sat down on the chair on the other side of Tom’s desk, and placed her backpack on the ground. She reached down and opened the backpack, and pulled out a smaller cloth bag. She unceremoniously placed the cloth bag on the desk with a small plod.“What’s that?” Tom asked.“I’ve thought of a way to prove to you that magic exists,” Selina declared,.
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