He sat at the library table and watched her from across the room as he always did, wanting so much to go talk to her but afraid to; she’d captured his heart from the moment he saw her weeks ago but he had no idea what to do to capture her heart in return.
This late post is part of the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt, “capture”:
https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2020/09/24/tuesdayuseitinasentence-capture/
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September 24, 2020 at 10:34 pm
And you captured my heart from “he sat at the library table”😊
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September 24, 2020 at 10:36 pm
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September 25, 2020 at 2:31 am
What a perfect setting for a lovely romantic encounter. Thank you for sharing ❤️
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September 25, 2020 at 6:13 am
Thanks. Glad you liked it 😊
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