As soon as Willow hears the male voice, she somehow knocks into the cash tray. It overturns and clatters to the floor. “I’m so sorry,” she says, her skin paling. The opposite of my embarrassed red flush. She sheepishly smiles at me, avoiding direct eye contact with Garrison. She bends down to collect the money while Maya fiddles with the computer. “I can help,” Garrison says, squatting to gather dollar bills and quarters. Oh jeez. I watch the way he furtively glimpses at Willow while she clumsily scoops the cash. I know that look. It’s one that says you’re pretty and interesting and I want to
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AAAAAA. love at first sight! HE. FELL. FIRST.
