There's this woman who works at a clothing store here.
If anyone is happy, she acts like they're weird for being happy. I've watched her do this to quite a few people, regardless of their level of happy.
She pulls back slightly, raises one eyebrow, leans her head away as though avoiding the happy lest it be contagious, and speaks patronizingly to them.
I wonder if she does this on purpose.
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"So much of what she'd thought was truth before was merely tricks. No more than clever ways of speaking to the world. They were a bargaining. A plea. A call. A cry."
I am a Bookwyrm.