The Library
***NOTE-Not written by me, but it is a true life expereince! Wow!!!***

     I sat there, sitting directly across from him, trying to be natural
while staring shamelessly.  Picture the Greek Adonis with thin wire
glasses, looking over a book, and you'll understand why Austin's
presence hushed me.  He was the ultimate distraction, being all white and
rose and gold.  We studied together, popping questions back and forth
between us, and I continued to steal secret gazes at his beauty.

     Then it happened.  He shifted in his seat as tears moistened his
eyes, and his nose began to twitch involuntarily.  I looked up at him,
marveling at his parted lips and shallow breath as he turned away from
me and grabbed his handkerchief in one hand.  "Ah-hachoo! hachoo!" He
sneezed twice into the cloth, each sneeze jerking his lean torso forward. 
They were lovely, dry, sandy sneezes that made me squirmish inside. 
Anticipating more, he held his handkerchief to his face for a few seconds
before putting it away.  I seized the moment; one of the best parts about
watching someone sneeze is saying, "Bless you.";  He smiled without
showing his teeth as he whispered, "Thanks."

     A few seconds later I felt a tickle.  Inwardly, I groaned.  Not now!
I've always been afraid of those messy, awkward sneezes in public.  I
sniffed gently and twitched my nose, but it only seemed to aggravate the
situation. My handsome companion stared down pensively at his book,
not noticing my struggles.  Finally I reasoned that I should let it out as
soon as possible, while I still has some control over it.  I gasped quietly
and drew one shuddering breath.  Austin's brown eyes snapped up from
his book.  With my hands cupped over my nose, I sneezed a perfect,
quaint sneeze.  I was glad to have avoided a mess and procured a tissue. 
His forehead was written over by concern as he inquired, "Are you all
right? You look kind of pale."  At that, my heart soared through the
ceiling.  He cares! He actually cares!  I opened my mouth to answer when
another sneeze caught me by surprise. "Ahkshoo!" I sneezed into the
tissue.  It was still quaint but slightly more forceful than the last one,
causing me to jerk forward at the waist.  The second sneeze, of course,
tore the poor guy to pieces.  "I hope I haven't given you my cold," he
said guiltily.  "No," I replied, "I'm okay. Don't worry about me."  As my
heart fluttered back down from its playground in the sky, I realized I
loved him more than I had thought.  My lips curved in a satisfied smile as
his perfectly straight nose began to twitch again.