wow – this guy can really write
– thanks to lm
And yes, young man, I do think it’s funny. When you’re grown and out and paying your own way, you can write about whatever you please.
And then there she was.
Just a minute earlier, she didn’t even exist, at least not in his world. And then the next minute – right now – she was his world. (Or, you know, whatever. If you asked him.)
She was just standing there, as if she were a regular person or something. Leaning there the way a regular person leans when she leans right there against the stacks between Comparative Sino-American Literature and Self-Help. And no, he had no idea what a “Sino” was – mostly on account of being thirteen-and-a-half, and really, how can you actually help yourself? Or do they mean help yourself to, like, another helping of that sweet potato thing with the marshmallows? Probably…
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