<p>"Maria stopped after a little while and looked back. He was out of sight. She moved her hand to her hair band to adjust it. Only her mama had called her pretty before.<br>She felt a little flustered. She was breathing heavily from the running.<br>She saw his face again, the wild hair, the sincere look, his dark eyes studying her closely. There was a little fluttering in her stomach.<br>She continued on down the track clutching her bundle, tryi...