It was a wisp of hair that first caught his attention. He had been waiting there a while. Nothing to do. Nothing to pass the time away. Stare at the clock, stare away. People came and went. He knew his name would be called eventually, but it was taking forever. She brushed it back. Her head was partially raised and she was looking in his general direction. He hadn’t noticed her before and he was sure she wasn’t looking at him now. She was simply brushing at a wisp of hair, tucking it behind her ear. She probably wasn’t even aware she did it. She seemed deeply entranced in something…