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A few days later, I met Flora again on my way to school, the thought of telling her about my dream came up but I dismissed it. She seemed to be on an errand to get breakfast, so I started the conversation this time. "Hi Flora, where do you live and which school do you attend?
And shouldn’t you be in school or in your uniform?”
She mentioned she lived down the street, but didn't give me her house number. I pointed out my house, just a few blocks away. She didn't give a clear reason for not being in school, but her curious expression caught my attention, it felt like she had more to say or questions to ask or even needed a favour. However, I was in a hurry to get to school, so I didn't dwell on it.
That weekend, I ran into Flora again at the town library. We ended up studying together, and I was impressed by her intelligence and love for reading. We discovered we had met at the chemist for different reasons - she for cold and breath difficulty, and I for migraine. When I got home, I realized my student…