Don't make me angry, Mcgee
"Mama!" one complains to her mom. "She keeps looking at me!" "You keep doing weird things!" her sister snipes back.
"Mama!" one complains to her mom. "She keeps looking at me!" "You keep doing weird things!" her sister snipes back.
Okay, I admit it, I was pushing that belly out like a German pushing his daughter out of the house when she turns eighteen; but I couldn't eat another bite.
She starts muttering to herself about kimchi. "I don't think we have enough kimchi." "It's okay," I reassure her, " I don't really eat so much of it."
It's an old moist smell-- familiar but I have trouble placing it.
An older man, early 50s, is just ahead of me as we get on the escalator. He looks a little unstable. A little scared.