The pretty, young girl lowered her eyes and smiled shyly.
She liked this young man and felt comfortable talking with him.
And he was so handsome too! "My name is Uangluang", she responded.
She gave him her bundle to hold, and reached into the pocket of her pants.
She pulled out a pen and a piece of paper and began to write.
"I would like to exchange emails with you Chatree."
She offered him the paper. Their eyes met and he smiled broadly. "Let me know when the song nam phra that hariphunchai is happening he said. "I will," were her last words.