would you like to play questions?

she pets my head and tries to button my jacket. she asks, "what happened?" in a concerned voice, indicating various moles and freckles. and i can't answer. what did happen? pigment clots? dunno. then her mother tells her to stop bothering me. "she's off work. let her go home." but very soon she says she'll bring her new fish for me to see. she says, "oooooh my god!" because she doesn't know what it means. but the earnestness gets a laugh. oh my god. oh my good god. what happened?