She was an attractive girl, one who was used to jerks hitting on her. I was sitting there, I watched her move from across the room, and I knew that I wanted to talk with her.  She looked interesting, energetic, alive. So I walked past her, up to the counter, to get another cup of coffee, I glanced over at her, relaxed, focused my gaze on her, and immediately I noticed her neclace. “Hi, I’ve been admiring your necklace from across the room, did you make it?” She looked at me, saw that I was sincere, and then we started talking. In the next 25 minutes, I learned that she bought it on a trip to Virginia Beach, and that she goes there 2 times a year.  Once with her friends, once with her family. We … Read entire article »