-I flip through the wallet. A few pictures. Tram pass. Debt card. Five dollars in cash. I look for the owner and find him successfully.- Sir?
I see Ouma Shu behaving as if he lost his money. I walk past him and throw a bundle of coins into his hands.
-I hold out the wallet minus the cash- You dropped this on the ground. Beautiful family by the way. -I smile sweetly suddenly seeming 22 not 17-
You okay there? -I peer up through my bangs- (got my hair color wrong. It's black with red roots and tips...)