Luna pressed her throat onto my wrist while I obsessed on this damned phone. I felt the cartilage of her windpipe give a little when she swallowed. She licks her lips and swallows quite often; I read that it's a sign of anxiety. She also let out a deep sigh so I'd know she was annoyed as well.
"Come on now, I'm doing this for you. I'm looking for the perfect place for you to play and have a little brother or sister."
She simply raised her eyebrows and looked away. "Whatever."
I wish she could speak English.
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