Shades of Grey

by Laine P. Grey

There was nothing particular about her. Her hair was short, black, it curled against her pale cheeks as if to caress them. Her nose was almost always buried in a book.

The first few times I watched her, I almost thought I was wrong. It’s a dream. I told myself, closing my eyes. It was as if I’d found a brilliant flower growing among dry, brittle grass.

Everyday at ten o’clock, I’d walk into the bookstore where she’d be curled up in a chair, smiling sweetly about something she’d read.

But, today, she looked at me. Her eyes shone with intense curiousity when she smiled. “How do you do?” She asked in that unforgettable manner.
My words stuck to my tongue before I could answer. My eyes drifted to the page she held. “The Mona Lisa,” I whispered.
“Yes, it’s in shades of grey, though. Isn’t grey a beautiful color?”

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  1. Shades of Grey

    [ wall.doll ]'s Buddy Icon [ wall.doll ]

    Posted 3 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I really liked this. I could really feel his emotions and his thought.

    The only thing that might have enhanced this though, is if you described more about her color, like her eyes, or lips, or some other feature.

  2. Shades of Grey

    Capital "W" Writer (LoA's Geekus Awesomeus)'s Buddy Icon Capital "W" Writer (LoA's Geekus Awesomeus)

    Posted 3 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I think we’ll mark this down under “Great Minds Think Alike”. I was debating on doing a sequel to this, and this is very much like what I had in mind. Wonderful job! Thank you!
    LoA

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