Arthur signed books the whole time. Signing more and more books each time somene came up to him. Sometimes they had their own books and he had to sign them. Other times he took one from the pile of books on the table. He kept glancing to the clock. He was very antisocial after his fiance died a couple years ago. He was over it but that is when he went from somewhat social to purely antisocial. It felt like such a long time ago though. Like it had just been a dream that he had known her. She had starred in his first book. Wow...that had been awhile ago too hadnâ€™t it? He had been writing for a long time. He had written a short story, later published, as an essay in highschool. Now it was his thinnest book ever. FINALLY, the book signing was over with. He rubbed his wrist which was cramping. He had switched to his right hand after his left became cramped up. Being ambidexterous was a blessing at times. He looked to Ashley and smiled. Straightening up the pile of books on the table. He was relieved it was over with. Now he could rest his wrist. He walked over to Ashley. â€œSee you this evening then.â€ He said with a smile. Not even noticing the glow was gone. He looked at his watch. â€œThat is a couple of hours. Where you live? I will come to pick you up.â€ He said with a smile. Looking into her eyes warmly. He was very much looking forward to this date of theirs.