HE LOOKED DOWN at her, at her lovely blue eyes and her little silver earrings. She came only to his shoulder and the dirty porchlight shimmered in her hair. He looked at her and couldn't say it...
O'Connell, P J.
Sketch: Vol. 22
, Article 2.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol22/iss1/2