Erlind
Armitage
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- Mar 23, 2006
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I pulled my book to my lap and opened it. A Brief History of the Vikings. Not sure why I picked it up originally, but its actually turning out to be a pretty good read. I get lost in my book for a little while again. When I look up I realize a lot of time has passed but my innocent visitor is still standing though in view now.
She has this quiet beauty about her. It makes me smile a soft warm grin. I pat the couch next to me.
"Sit."
Its not commanding or stern, but more like a host insisting a guest offer his hospitality. I lean over to the coffee table and grab a steam mug of tea from a tray that wasn't there before. There's another empty mug for her. Also resting on the tray is a pot of coffee, a teapot, and a pitcher of lemonade.
I go back to my book as I wait for her to accept my invitation.
She has this quiet beauty about her. It makes me smile a soft warm grin. I pat the couch next to me.
"Sit."
Its not commanding or stern, but more like a host insisting a guest offer his hospitality. I lean over to the coffee table and grab a steam mug of tea from a tray that wasn't there before. There's another empty mug for her. Also resting on the tray is a pot of coffee, a teapot, and a pitcher of lemonade.
I go back to my book as I wait for her to accept my invitation.