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She had found many methods for getting his attention, but she found the one that was most effective was laughing. Not a fake laugh, grating in the forced awkwardness only a faked laugh can have, but a big belly laugh, bouncing out of a smile. He would turn to her and say, "Have I ever told you that you have the best laugh?"
"That's buckets," he said, noting in his own slang how neat my new haircut was. Surprised he'd noticed, I smiled inwardly, glad to have finally caught the attention of the unattainable.
A memory comes back, one of overalls and skinned knees, borrowing a smile from my best friend while we ran across concrete, ice pops melting in our small hands.