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blue eyes and short, bouncy, dark curls, Abby always reminded Betty of a pretty imp.  Short hair wasn’t in style very much, but it suited Abby well. 
                  Betty read the ad and admitted that the gentleman did sound like someone who would do well for Abby.  She could almost feel the girl’s energy as she waited anxiously for Betty’s opinion.
                  Abby couldn’t take it any longer and demanded, “Well?  What do you think?”
                  Betty handed the paper back to Abby and said, “I think you might be right, but take it a little slow.  See how the letters go first.”
                  Abby squealed and bounced up and down a little.  “Okay.  I’m going to write him right now while he’s still on sale!” she said and ran from the parlor.
                  Betty laughed as she heard Abby run up the stairs.
     
                  Abby lay on her bed trying desperately to start the letter with something interesting.  She couldn’t hold still.  Everyone told her she was hyperactive and she supposed they were right.  Aside from sleeping, Abby couldn’t stand to be sedentary.  Her agile mind required stimulation and her body tended to follow suit.  It was one of the things that made her a good employee at the button factory where she worked.
                  She scribbled down several different introductions and rejected them all.  Abby leaned back on her haunches and thought for a few moments and then lay down again.  Something clicked in her mind and she chuckled as she began writing.  When she finished, Abby put the letter in the addressed envelope and sealed it.  Then she put it in her purse so she could mail it before she went to work the next day.
     
                  Everyone at the Franklin Button Factory knew that Reggie Zimmer had his eye on Abby Porter, including her.  She liked Reggie well enough, but more as a brother than a suitor.  He just couldn’t get it through his head no matter how many times Abby told him she wasn’t interested in him.  She’d tried to tell him in a lot of different ways, but it didn’t matter.  He was still convinced that they were going to get married one day.
                  Abby tried to sneak through the busy production floor to her button machine without Reggie seeing her, but when she settled into her seat, Reggie came over.
                  “Hi, Abby,” Reggie said.
                  Abby just wanted him to go away so she could start her work and think about the man to whom she’d sent a letter.  “Reggie, I really have to get to work, okay?  I don’t want to get in trouble.  So please just let me get to it?”
                  Reggie’s dark eyes smiled down at her.  “Don’t worry.  I won’t let you get in trouble.  Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to go the book reading with me tomorrow night.”
                  Abby began getting angry, something she rarely did, but Reggie’s constant badgering was getting to her.  “Reggie, I want you to listen to me.  Really listen to me, okay?”
                  “Okay,” Reggie said.
                  “I do not want to go to the reading with you.  I do not want to go anywhere with you.  I’ve tried to tell you this over and over.  Leave me alone,” Abby said.
                  Reggie smiled. “You don’t know what you’re saying.”
                  Abby had enough.  She stood up on her chair and looked down at him.  “I know exactly what I’m saying!  Leave me alone!” she yelled right in his face.  “Stop bothering me!”
                  The production floor went silent.  Reggie’s face turned red as he saw everyone staring at them.  He finally realized that Abby wasn’t kidding around.  Her blue eyes held an angry glint and her stance