running on the sidewalk and a bookstore. It was the first day of the last autumn month and it was Sunday, and it was nine o`clock in the morning. Empty streets were breathing the coming winter. It seemed to me the world was getting ready to hibernate. There was no one inside the bookstore, except me and a sleepy shop-boy.
Silence and books…
While I was looking for some novelties in the book world, the door bell made that crystal and intimate sound and I noticed a girl came in. She was wrapping up in her dark coat trying to be saved from the strong wind. Her curly red hair was tousled and a long striped scarf was carefully covering them, as if hugging. She looked like a character from one of the last books I read. Something magical was flying around her. She quietly steps towards bookshelf. I was standing motionless. I felt like any of my moves would break the miracle.
I was watching her fingers sliding over the books` spines, slowly cutting the distance between us. I felt a smile appearing on my face when the girl came closely, and on her wonderful face, covered with freckles, was smile too.
“Found you”, said she and took a book off the shelf.
Her voice re-echoes in my heart. She looked at me with that innocent, heart-warming and charming gaze and at that moment I realized I met the Autumn…
I was the first man on the Earth who personally met the Autumn.
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