Snippet #1852657

Richard took the napkin into his hand and watched her leave the cafe. His eyes followed her from the window until she reached the end of the street and disappeared into the crowd. He sighed and stood up and then walked out of the cafe in a slightly depressed mood. He put his hands in his pockets and kept his shoulders slouched as he headed in the same direction as her. If she saw him it would seem rather odd for him to be following her, but the truth was that he lived down in the area that she was headed towards. How could he have let such a pretty woman get away?

Then he remembered that she had clearly said what was on the napkin was her phone number. He pulled it out and unfolded the napkin. Written in black ink was definitely the numbers 583-642-7783. It was a definitely a phone number, but was it really hers? He wondered about that as he stood there reading it since some women in the world often gave the wrong numbers to men just to spite them, at least that is what he'd heard. He knew men did that kind of thing, but the frequency depended from person to person. Rosette had seemed nice enough though, so it was unlikely she had written anything to try and harm him in any way.