She touches her pink work boot to my black one.
"I like the little bit of modeling I've done, but I really don't want that to be what I do with my life. And I really do love to write, like my grandmother. But again, I don't know if I could do that day in and day out for the rest of my life. And I love my calligraphy, but not many people will pay for handwritten wedding invitations and stuff like that anymore."
"You could do some modeling, and some writing, and your calligraphy. You don't have to just do one thing. You can do lots of things. You can figure it out as you go, you know. You don't have to make a plan right now. That's a lot to decide at your age."
"I know. I just feel like I want a goal, something to shoot for. Otherwise I feel lost."
"That makes sense."
She pushes her hai
