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She was so beautiful. I was watching her from where I was buying my produce. Her blonde waves drifted down her back, halfway, her brown eyes, and her beautiful smile all got to me, giving my goosebumps. I pulled at my collar, and realized I was staring, I quickly turned back to the fruit I was buying and hurried up to get my cantaloupe before she saw me. My palms, sweaty and shaking, managed to drop the thing on the store. She came up from behind me, her voice a melody in its own right. My face felt hot and I thought I was going to pass out. "Here, let me help you clean that." She came back with paper towels from the ladies' room. All I could manage out was a whimper of a thank you before she looked at my doctor's uniform, recently cleaned, and gasped. "Are you a pediatrician? I've been looking for one for my son, do you have a card? We've had bad experiences with some of the ones we've encountered." What else would I say? I was an ugly, lanky, lonely loser. "Why, yes I am."
Chapter 1- My Face is Ugly and I Should Feel Bad
