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Post by Twich on Feb 7, 2008 10:54:01 GMT -5
Twich walked down the rows and rows of books Letting his fingers drag across every spine. he had never seen so many book. He pulled one out and skimmed through the pages. It was then, that he realized he couldn't read. He sighed and looked for one with more pictures than words .
He found one. It was a book of political cartoons, he flipped through pages, and to his surprise, understood everyone of them. He looked at the price, 50 cents. For the first time in his life, Twich actually had money to spend. He walked to the checkout, the two dollar bill nestled proudly in his pocket.
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Post by Cowgirl on Feb 7, 2008 16:13:48 GMT -5
Cowgirl walked into the store and sighed as she fixed her cowgirl hat on her head and looked over at the counter to see a boy, he looked like a newsie, but she wasn't sure. She liked to know the newsies around where she went so she went up to the counter to ask where she could find a specific book title so she could see if maybe he would talk to her.
"Excuse me, uh where can I find da poetry section?"she asked the lady at the counter, the lady looked at her,"last row on the left shelf,"the lady replied.
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Post by Twich on Feb 7, 2008 16:25:26 GMT -5
Twich tried to get the money out of his pocket. It wasn't there, but a hole was. He blinked back tears and turrned to put the book back on the shelf.
When he turrned, he acidently ran into the girl behind his. "Oh, I-I-Im s-s-so s-s-sorry" he stuttered as he fell back.
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Post by Cowgirl on Feb 7, 2008 16:29:04 GMT -5
Cowgirl looked at him and noticed his distraught expression,"it's ok, are ya alright?"she asked as she tilted her head to the side,"ya look upset?Can I help in anyway?"she offered.
She looked him up and down for a moment, he looked sweet, and he was attractive too, she smiled,"my name's Cowgirl by the way,"she added offering her hand to him.
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Post by Twich on Feb 7, 2008 16:41:31 GMT -5
"oh, umm, n-n-no , I was j-j-just goinng to p-p-put t-t-this b-b-book b-back, Im sorry," he took antoher step back running into the check-out desk and hitting a sore spot on his back, he grimised with pain.
Twich started to shake her hand, relized how dirty it was, and pulled it back and stared at the ground.
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Post by Cowgirl on Feb 7, 2008 16:44:46 GMT -5
Cowgirl sighed and looked at him still, her eyes soft in expression as she gently took the book from his hand,"looks like a good one, ya know I've caused you some trouble in the past couple of minutes, lemme get dis fer ya, it'll be my pleasure,"she said as shne set it on the counter and the lady began to ring it up for her. She paid the 50 cents and handed it back to him,"I didn't catch yer name..."she added as she looked at him.
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Post by Twich on Feb 7, 2008 16:52:20 GMT -5
Twich rubbed the spot on his back "oh, no, i-i-it's alright, y-y-you dont have t-t-to..." he looked at the book and he grined from ear to ear with excitment, his first real book. "Wow, t-t-thanks so much." he held the book in his dirty hands and fliped through the pages, ignoring her question.
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Post by Cowgirl on Feb 7, 2008 16:59:24 GMT -5
Cowgirl smiled,"no problem....uh....so do I get ta know yer name at least?"she asked again thinking he may not have heard her the first time. She took her hat off and held it in her hand as she ran her free hand through her silky black hair and looked at him still.
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Post by Twich on Feb 7, 2008 17:09:13 GMT -5
He slowly begain to look up at her.
"Oh, r-r-right, Twich" he dug at the hole in his ragged pants and sighed, it was his last pair of pants. He thought about returning the book the girl had bought him once she left and useing the money for some pants, but then again, he really wanted that book...
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Post by Cowgirl on Feb 11, 2008 12:22:03 GMT -5
Cowgirl nodded,"ey, whose newsie are ya?"she asked as she leaned against the counter and looked at him, he seemed abit off, abit jumpy, probably how he got his name.
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Post by Twich on Feb 11, 2008 16:57:52 GMT -5
"I-I-Im not, a newsie, b-b-but, im from Harlem, s-s-so N-N-Note, I guess." he stuttered.
He didnt know where to look.
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Post by Cowgirl on Feb 11, 2008 17:12:02 GMT -5
"Ah I see, well den, uh I guess I should be goin' leave ya ta yer book maybe, if ya ever need anytin look me up, I ain't too hard ta find, Note knows me, and so do Spot,and obviously Jack too, lots a people knows me, so if ya ever need me ya can find me,"she said as she pushed herself away from the counter and headed to the door.
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