Little Ann,” he calledI spun back, and my heart was crushed by the regret on his face. His arms were crossed. “Don’t change too much.” With that he looked away, and the manager directed me to the exit

Little Ann,

Little Ann,” he calledI spun back, and my heart was crushed by the regret on his face. His arms were crossed. “Don’t change too much.” With that he looked away, and the manager directed me to the exit (Wendy Higgins, Sweet Peril)