Pocket Fiction

West Village

Published April 6, 2017 in Lizette - 0 Comments

West Village

Her sister said that she could tell by his face that he was going to get fat when he got older.

“That’s a terrible thing to say.” said Lizette.

“You like him.”

“No, I don’t.”

“Yes, you do, you like him.”

“He’s like 20 and he’s gay.”

“So?”

“He’ll always be skinny.”

“I knew it!”

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