After ringing the bell, Jack could barely stand still, waiting for someone to answer Lisa's front door. The anticipation of who-knew-what-might-happen-next, nearly drove him crazy. Finally, the door opened, and Jack, nearly jumping out of his skin awaiting his first glimpse of the girl he'd loved, constrained his emotions enough to confront her father, who had deemed him an unsuitable suitor for his beloved daughter. As Jack's mind was racing too fast to take note of the man's dower facial expression or sad eyed glaze, both of which had spoken volumes without his having uttered a word, the ever-hopeful young man by passed any small talk with ...
'I'm back from Palestine. Is Lisa home?'
While listening to Lisa's father's reply, a boulder slammed straight into Jack's heart.
'I'm back from Palestine. Is Lisa home?'
While listening to Lisa's father's reply, a boulder slammed straight into Jack's heart.
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