
Sell her to the Yellowjackets? "Where in the world would you get that idea?" Lolo blurted in surprise. How old is this girl? he thought to himself as he stared at her. He felt a pang at the mention of her illiteracy and his face betrayed sympathy and...something less defined.
"Y'know what it's like t'be. . .t'be. . ." she faded out.
"To be what?" he finished.
"Y'know what it's like t'be. . .t'be. . ." she faded out.
"To be what?" he finished.