"Good..." I whispered, holding her with a smile.
I blushed and looked over at him, only moving my head. I smiled and walked over to him, stnding very close to him. "You think I'm perfect? Becasue I'm not. In any way. I can't read. I can barely write. All the letters get jumbled in my brain. All the B's and D's and M's And W's and all those others...And the numbers... Why do you think I made you read off the pizza recipe?" I asked, looking away and walking back to where I stood before,, rubbing my arm with low self-confidence.