Amy

Reynolds was going to the kitchen for a glass of water when he saw that the library doors were open. That was unusual as it was mostly closed. He was the only one who used it so who could've been there at this hour.

Except... Amy did not go to bed. He detoured to the library. The room was quiet and there was no sign of anyone occupying it. Perhaps, Mrs. Nora must've left it open. He was turning back to leave when he saw something in his periphery. Rather someone.

Amy was sleeping with her head resting on the desk. Computer in front of her. Why was she sleeping here instead of her room at this hour? He moved closer to where she rested and got a good look at her. Her long blonde hair hid her face. Her hair seemed smooth and silky.

He bet it'd feel the same just as it looked. He wanted to run his hand through it and feel for himself how smooth it was but he'd startle her if he did that. Something caught his eye on the screen of the computer. Mr. Smith Alexander donates to children in