I narrowed my eyes and turned, leaning my back against the balcony railing and crossing my arms, waiting for him to tell me.
"Tell me about it," she laughed when she saw him smile.
"Just promise not to make fun of me," he asks between laughs, leaning his body on the railing.
That I don't make fun of him? I laughed at what he just said.
"Well, it all depends on whether you want to tell me that your dream is to be a circus clown," I shrugged with a smile. Or well, maybe you want to be a ballet dancer. That would be great. Did you see the movie where The Rock learns ballet? The tutu will fit you with ten stitches. I don't say it, science says it.
Eydan frowns when he hears me say all this, although two seconds after I finish he bursts out laughing.
"You're crazy, Girl from the Newspaper
