I eyed Fiona at dinner, who was gazing blankly into space like a doe in the headlights.
"You have a tired, honey."
She turned her limpid gaze to me. "I have a tired. It went away for a little while this morning, and I almost felt like a normal person. And then it came back and brought all its friends and neighbors."
Poor kid. I've never seen her so flattened, for so long.
"You have a tired, honey."
She turned her limpid gaze to me. "I have a tired. It went away for a little while this morning, and I almost felt like a normal person. And then it came back and brought all its friends and neighbors."
Poor kid. I've never seen her so flattened, for so long.