While driving a friend home today, he suddenly asked me a question. Whether I had a nail clipper on car.....
I suddenly remember that I had it.... The nail clipper I long forgotten was on the car. Ever since the day I bought it. The reason I bought it was her.
The skin on one of her finger was chipped. She was trying to bite it off.... I tell her to stop biting fearing she'll be in pain. And I pulled along side a 7-11. I bought the nail clipper for her. She didn't say it, but I can tell that she was happy. I know I did something good that day.
I can still remember where it was bought.
I passed my friend the nail clipper... then smiled and drove on.
