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The Passcode Conspiracy

Shelia met Donavan through friends. He was the perfect boy, she thought. She adored how smart he was, how cute he was-he had a shine to him like Windex on a fresh mirror. Like no one she had ever seen before.
However, he was a boy to her still even though he could be found to be four years older than she was. She had lived through many things in her short life-as did he, but hers she took more to heart. Shelia was thoughtful by nature, always taking time each day no matter what to enjoy the thoughts she liked. She took time for thoughts she did not like, too.
Donavan liked Shelia. He liked her a lot. She always made him smile and laugh and think a lot when they were together. He only thought about how she was not the “typical girl” he envisioned when he was not with her. He was too busy happy when he was with her.
They had been seeing each other for a few times a week for a few hours at a time, but no matter where they met up-they always went for root beer.
It was on one-such occasion, out for their root beer, they became aware that both really did like each other and a big chunk of their mutual and constant nervousness dissipated.
Shelia had a little white wired-haired terrier named Jasper (Willybottoms was his last name, but she told few people that). Since they were over at her little two-bedroom on a green, green lawn house on this night and since they always went for root beer, it was decided to take Jasper for his walk. Jasper tolerated Donavan because Shelia liked him so much. Donavan tolerated Jasper because he liked Shelia so much.
It was a chilly spring evening, one where they could have worn their winter coats again but they had already put them away for the season in hopes doing so would make the winter stop. The air was crisp and smelt heavily of autumn's rot just recently uncovered by the melting of the snow. The wind was not strong but cutting enough with the chill. That was reason enough to make this a quick walk, in Donavan’s mind-plus there were two movies to be watched when they got back to Shelia’s. That meant sitting in the dark.

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AJ in Nashville said…
*listening intently*
More please..

:)

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