Alix and I, simultaneously:
“Meet him!”
“You should meet him!”
“But I don’t want to. I think he’s ugly. I think he’s bald.”
Alix and I, simultaneously:
“That’s ok!”
“Bald’s not so bad!”
And Alix laughs, “We are going to die alone.”
But seriously, I kind of like bald.
~beatrix
