Abby is the name of the girl that works at the ice cream shop on green street.
She is probably the prettiest girl in the whole town.
We went to high school together and she sat right next to me in Chemistry. She was dating a college guy named Bill. She didn’t notice me for a single minute. We never even talked for a minute during class. Last week, I finally had my chance to talk to Abby. The manager of the ice cream shop where she works called the HVAC repair company where I work. I was assigned the job that afternoon when I came back to work after lunch. I hoped Abby would be working and she was standing there in the window when I pulled up in my work truck. I grabbed my bag of tools and tucked in the front of my shirt. I went right in the front door and introduced myself. Abby saw my face and she grabbed my arm and hugged me. She acted like we were best friends in school and I was a little surprised. The whole time I was working on the problem with the cold storage blower, Abby and I talked about school and life. I thought Abby never noticed me in school, but she even remembered the color of my trapper keeper. When I was done working on the chiller issue, I decided it was my shot to get a date with the prettiest girl in town. She didn’t hesitate for a minute when I asked for her telephone number.