The Boy At The Window
Description
The boy raises his hand and waves, a light smile coating his lips. He is about her age, but looks increasingly pale, and his jet black hair does nothing whatsoever to tone down his complexion. Tentatively, she waves back, feeling rather foolish, but what she didn’t know then was that this was the start of a strong friendship to come.
Foreword
A/N
Hello there.
Old and new readers alike, I welcome all of you very gratefully, and hope that you will have a enjoyable ride with The Boy At The Window, no matter how short this might be. I actually really liked the concept of this story myself, so I definitely hope all of you can take something away from this story. I love each and every one of you, and wish for you guys to have a great day ahead!
Love,
Jess
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