The first question she popped out caught her new friend off guard; or… did it? She could not read people’s faces that well back then, especially not a face like his, but however he behaved or whatever he said would not have mattered that much; she had already decided that the only interesting person she saw since they came here will become her new friend.
“Why are you black?”
“Wow, that’s a good question; well, my mom was black and my dad was black; I guess that is why I turned out black, too…”
“I like you.”
A lady came nearly running all the way from the other side of the hotel lobby, murmured something even she herself did not understand, and then started dragging her daughter away from the tall guy who was waving back to the little girl whose eyes were turning into waterfalls.
Stumble it!
MissUnderstood 