These bitter ends hold sweeter beginnings
Suddenly the girl looks up, her eyes meeting Beatrice’s through the window. She doesn’t think the girl can see her from this angle but the girl’s grin brightens, revealing a gap between her front teeth. Her hair is tousled underneath the ball cap she’s wearing and there’s a smudge of dirt against her left cheek.
She’s pretty, Beatrice realizes with a jolt.
The sight of the girl sends an odd ache through her chest that she doesn’t quite understand. But Beatrice still finds herself raising her hand and pressing it against the glass of her window in a wave. To her delight the girl waves back, her arm moving back and forth in a wild gesture that matches the excitement of her smile.
My new Childhood friends!AU You can read the rest here
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