I know what those narrowed eyes mean – she’s not from around here, she ought to go back to her own country.
That look of bewilderment
when I open my mouth, though – it’s almost worth it.
I know what those narrowed eyes mean – she’s not from around here, she ought to go back to her own country.
That look of bewilderment
when I open my mouth, though – it’s almost worth it.
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Oh, I love this!! Have had personal experience with this — about nine thousand times, give or take a million. Haha.
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Thank you, Nadia! Means even more because you’ve had it happen to you
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Aww, thanks! It’s actually where the whole ‘Becoming Roots’ thing comes from – long story; will get to it one day. Love your writing – you have a very deft and versatile creativity!
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This is great – so succinct 🙂
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