her mother’s daughter
She wants something sweet so I grab the dried mango from the pantry.
“You can have one piece, Lina. One piece.”
“Only one piece?”
“Yes. One.”
Lina looks at the piece of dried mango in her hand. Then she looks at me, smiling.
“But when I take this bite I have two pieces.”
July 24th, 2008 at 21:02
brilliant and sassy. I wonder where she gets that from? hm.