Partiality
There was something about the way she stood that caught his eye. Jack paused on his way into the store and watched as her gangly arms straightened the boxes of Girl Scout cookies, arranging them into neat stacks on the small card table. Eyes downcast and sun shining onto her blonde curls, she kept sneaking hopeful peeks at the shoppers who passed by.
"Hi there! How's business?"
She started, looking up long enough for him to see a pair of soft brown eyes, before she quickly lowered her head again. "Um, okay….I guess."
"Well, whaddya recommend, honey?"
She couldn't help but relax to the warmth of his grin. "Um, I like the shortbread." She shrugged and gave the hint of a smile. "But they're just plain so they're not very popular."
Jack winked as he reached for his wallet. "I'm partial to 'em myself. I'll take every box you've got."
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