“Well because he doesn’t realize what he’s saying is why I don’t eat,” she said. “Because I feel sick when I think about it. I know that I’m fulfilling my stereotype here, but I’m a woman and I think about everything he says.”
"You shouldn’t,” He shook his head. “He doesn’t want to upset you. By the way,” He went to his dresser and dug through a drawer, then pulled out a pack of gummies and a small bag. “Eat those.” He tossed the gummies onto the bed and put the bag in his back pocket.
She smiled and shook her head. “I didn’t know. I can teach you a lot. I like teaching stuff.”
“You speak Italian. It doesn’t matter how big or small you are. Everyone can learn something from very one. You’ve...