November 18, 2008
He stood wearing his army green jacket, with a red star on the sleeve. She wondered if it was indicative of some army design- Russian or something. They were both in the library, she seated and he standing about ten feet in front of her, stopped, reading a book, Indian. He was slim, tallish (taller than her at least), blue jeans with a modern haircut. He looked kind, genuine too. He caught her looking, so quickly she didn't have time to turn away, instead she smiled. He looked her up and down and turned away. Frowning, she wheeled herself away.