Shiquan was pretty until she opened her mouth, that was the neighbourhood gossip. She could talk ears off, it didn't matter that she took longer to form words and sentences. She wasn't embarrassed nor was she shy about it. She was the first to laugh at jokes about her stutter, nothing could ever dim her shine but then she was asked by the beautiful stranger she rescued “Why are you doing that?” “D-doing what?” “That.” she knew what he meant but she didn't understand his question. Did he think she enjoyed battling with her tongue everytime she had to talk? “Talking like that?” He added, a simple question marinated in irritation that tied her heart it painful knots And for the first time she had no words or laughs