"what are you staring around for?"|
asked little girl
"i'm waiting in line"
me, thinking she said "standing around"
"no," she said, "i said 'what are you staring around for?'"
i noticed i was looking at the ceiling and at the rows of books and at the other people in line at different times during her question.
"i dunno, maybe i'm bored?"
i answered, unsure.
"my hair is black,"
she told me proudly.
Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien