Well I’m scared of what’s behind and what’s before.And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Porcelain? Strange, I had never thought of my skin in such a way. Of course, I know I am pale, but am I quite as fine as porcelain?
Besides, porcelain doesn’t bruise, mademoiselle. It only breaks and shatters.
-rolls eyes-
The point is breakable.
-has such an urge to strangle him but instead inflicts inner frustrations on the spiders, killing two more--looks at the spider in his hand, fingers twitch-
Nooooo -flings live spiders at her, kneeling next to the dead spiders- -tilts head- Now they look like raisins. -picks up dead spiders and shows here- Chocolate-covered raisins!
-bits her lip so hard she draws blood, but is otherwise expressionless as two spiders crawl onto her feet-
Mar. Get them out. Now.
-kicks foot and scurries out the room, holding her head up in attempt to hold her dignity-
does this man need any medical assistance R?
Nahh. This is normal for him.
-shakes head-
Oh. Firefly! Do you like spiders? I caught a lot and I thought you wanted to see some and—you listening?-thinks: Okay you idiot just look away from the spider. It’s. Not. There. Look away. STOP! Stop it, look away. You’re going to make yourself look weak. Then what will he think of you?-
-breathing gets heavy-
-swiftly extracts daggers and throws them on the floor, killing three spiders-
Firefly! Bad Firefly! Don’t you like my gift? I collected them just for— -picks up a spider- this one is my favorite. ‘reminds me of chocolate.
-has such an urge to strangle him but instead inflicts inner frustrations on the spiders, killing two more-
-looks at the spider in his hand, fingers twitch-
Alexander McCall Smith, The Limpopo Academy of Private Detection
Submitted by randomkiwibirds.
Oh. Firefly! Do you like spiders? I caught a lot and I thought you wanted to see some and—you listening?
-thinks: Okay you idiot just look away from the spider. It’s. Not. There. Look away. STOP! Stop it, look away. You’re going to make yourself look weak. Then what will he think of you?-
-breathing gets heavy-
-swiftly extracts daggers and throws them on the floor, killing three spiders-
