Beware of People with Strange Hats On, a collaboration between Sidney Duberry and Diane Lefer
"Why are you acting like you don't know me?" said Judy.
On the beach, everyone was dancing to the music except her and Robert.
"I just met you two weeks ago," he said.
"But I thought we really hit it off."
She was wearing a funny-looking hat with a blinking light. He thought she was a clown.
"I have to know a person because I get nervous," he said. "I need to know what your motivation is. I get nervous talking to strangers, but I'm polite." He looked up at the jet roaring overhead instead of looking at her face. Or her hat.
"You sure didn't act nervous last time," she said.
"Well, my looks can be deceiving. I was just being polite."
Over by the grill, someone laughed.
"Well, if you were just being polite..."
He looked away at people on the bike path. "So you give it up then," he said. "Then it's all a fake, the way I look at it." He could smell the chicken cooking. He'd rather be over there getting something to eat.
"Why do you make it so hard to be friends?" she said.
He was afraid he'd soon hear the sound of his own crying. He wanted to say, If you open up, people have a tendency to walk all over you. "In other words," he said, "I'm reserved."
He turned away and watched the ocean waves.
On the beach, everyone was dancing to the music except her and Robert.
"I just met you two weeks ago," he said.
"But I thought we really hit it off."
She was wearing a funny-looking hat with a blinking light. He thought she was a clown.
"I have to know a person because I get nervous," he said. "I need to know what your motivation is. I get nervous talking to strangers, but I'm polite." He looked up at the jet roaring overhead instead of looking at her face. Or her hat.
"You sure didn't act nervous last time," she said.
"Well, my looks can be deceiving. I was just being polite."
Over by the grill, someone laughed.
"Well, if you were just being polite..."
He looked away at people on the bike path. "So you give it up then," he said. "Then it's all a fake, the way I look at it." He could smell the chicken cooking. He'd rather be over there getting something to eat.
"Why do you make it so hard to be friends?" she said.
He was afraid he'd soon hear the sound of his own crying. He wanted to say, If you open up, people have a tendency to walk all over you. "In other words," he said, "I'm reserved."
He turned away and watched the ocean waves.