I sat up at the counter and
pretended to look the menu over
but I was watching Stella.
I was never so glad
to see anybody in my life.
There was something about her
that got me. She wasn't
all over you. She had
that cool aloofness--
luscious figure, soft skin.
I watched her fill
two bowls of cereal.
Marty Holland
Fallen Angel
1945
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