Out of the blue.
Not what I was expecting.She’d turned up in the town that summer to study. She went by the name Chipmunk, and it somehow fit her; a kind of free spirited hippy type. She always look dishevelled and happy. Apart from her open and friendly spirit, my attention was grabbed by her thick glasses, through which she always seemed to be straining to see. The combination of her tendency to peer at things closely, her baggy mismatched clothes, and her swee...
