Cowardice
“Is that going to be all for you tonight?”
“Yep, I think this will do it,” I said.
She put my books in a bag, but paused upon picking up Hubert Selby Jr.’s Requiem for a Dream.
“I love this book,” she said.
“Me too. It’s absolutely amazing. The ending when Harry-”
“I know! Tears, just tears everywhere,” she said.
I pick up a CD.
“Aww, Band of Horses! I love these guys!”
" Yeah, that’s their newest one. It’s pretty awesome." she said.
“You like them?” I asked.
“Who wouldn’t? The First Song? Best song ever.”
I set the CD down and grabbed my books.
“Have a good night!” she said.
“You too!”
I met up with John outside.
“What were you talking about?” he asked.
“Band of Horses. I think she’s the first girl I’ve ever met that likes Selby and Band of Horses. That makes her perfect, right?” I laughed.
“She was cute,” he said.
“She was cute.”
“You should go talk to her,” John said.
“I can’t,” I said.
“Why not?” he asked.
“I’ve got a stain on my shirt.”
Damn my cowardice.