Literature
I can't tell you
"Care to tell me what's bugging you?"
He sat next to a small girl, her hair covering her face in small, ruby waves. The girl said nothing, playing with something in her hands. Water from the sea lapped at their toes, soaking them in a fine spray. She had a frown on her face, pulling her soft brown eyes into small slits. If you looked closely enough you could see the tears glittering in her eyes.
She shrugs her bird like shoulders, her thin shoulder blades peeking out through her t-shirt.
"Don't give me that crap, Alpina. I know something upset you. Why won't you tell me? What the hell happ