A glint of silver caught my eye. The ring on her finger shimmered in my sight for only a moment, but in that short time, it started me thinking. I wondered, a million questions spread before me, who is this girl?

Putting the book she had just bought into a bag, I tried to think of something special to say to her. It had to be something meaningful and witty, if I was to get her attention. As I passed her the bag, she looked up at me and our eyes locked. I knew that I didn't need any words as something inside of me connected with her. Reaching out her hand and touching mine, she said "thank you." I looked down at her pale fingers, almost caressing my own, and saw the light bouncing from her ring.

My insides quivered. I knew I was hooked. But it was over, the touch gone, and she was heading out the door of our store.