Snippet #2309028

Summer smiled revealing two missing teeth in the front of her mouth. She was just happy not to be yelled at. It seemed that was the only way people communicated with her. As if she were deaf or dumb.

Summer do this! Summer stop that! Summer, Summer, Summer! The girl was getting quite sick of it all. This lady on the other hand spoke to her like a functional human being and clearly spoke her language. Chocolate.

"Yes, chocolate is my favorite." Summer replied with a gleam in her eyes.

She held out one of the cactus fruit in her arms to Rosie, "I'll trade you if you have some."

It was playground logic that you give something in exchange for another thing of near equal value. Adults called it "compromise". If she wanted somebody's milk, she might give them a juice. If she wanted somebody's ball, she might give them a jump rope. It was the only means of material gain in the kid world. Mostly adults just compromised with money, but lately she saw them trading things too, so she thought maybe this is what Rosie had in mind. Rosie would be getting the short end of the deal though. Who would trade candy for fruit? This lady was clearly a novice in trade, but Summer had no qualms about taking advantage of that!