How was your day?” he asked.
I faltered, unaccustomed to the question. The look on my face must have been strange because he laughed at me and said, “Okay… don’t tell me then.”
Considering the question I asked, “Do people normally want a real answer to that?”
I’d only been asked for reports by my father or his team.
Julian thought for a moment and shrugged, “I suppose not. Most people say ‘good’ or ‘fine’ even when they don’t mean it.”
He mistook my question for simple speculation instead of a lack of understanding. Nodding I snickered and said, “Then it was fine. Yours?”
He grinned, “Good.

Autore: Kay Harding

How was your day?” he asked. <br />I faltered, unaccustomed to the question. The look on my face must have been strange because he laughed at me and said, “Okay… don’t tell me then.”<br />Considering the question I asked, “Do people normally want a real answer to that?”<br />I’d only been asked for reports by my father or his team.<br />Julian thought for a moment and shrugged, “I suppose not. Most people say ‘good’ or ‘fine’ even when they don’t mean it.”<br />He mistook my question for simple speculation instead of a lack of understanding. Nodding I snickered and said, “Then it was fine. Yours?”<br />He grinned, “Good. - Kay Harding




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