The Garden* was beautiful. Full of lavenders, my favourite flowers.
He used to sit there with my mum. I've heard he was the best buyer. To be honest, I wasn't surprised that he visited our house. My mum was a big collector of old magical objects. She was also selling some of the valuables so we became rich. I had been sure that he was interested in the valuables but he wasn't...
He visited us for at least three times but I still wasn't introduced to him..
One afternoon I went down to the garden, I was planning to read there, but he was in the garden again. He was sitting on the one of two chairs , I guess he was waiting for my mum and the tray with tea.
I looked closely. He was sitting calm with his legs crossed like a gentleman. Suddenly he reached out his hand to touch the lavender flower with his long fingers. I was fascinated although I didn't know why. I looked into his face, the most handsome face I've ever seen. Pale skin, high cheekbones, the palest blue (or grey... it was hard to tell) eyes, black hair with dark brown shine.
No wonder he's a buyer, I thought, with that face...
I realized my mouth was semi-open and I was breathing faster.
What the hell did he do to me?
'Oh, Samantha!'
I've heard my mum's voice. I quickly closed my mouth and tried to calm down. My mother appeared next to me.
He noticed us so he stood up and then he looked at me. I felt like he was trying to figure out everything what I was thinking about. Maybe he really saw me in the shadow of a big tree and I didn't realize.