Tuesday, December 29, 2020

Between The Lines

She goes off to use the bathroom, leaving her mother and I at the register with her shoes. “She’s a genius,” her mother says, and I nod agreeably.

“She seems pretty together,” I say, because she does.

“I would buy her anything she wanted,” she replies, but what she’s really saying is, I would die for her.

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