Melanie pointed at something, but I didn't know what she was pointing at.

She waited and then (I played a sad song on the piano) she crossed out everything after 'and then'.

A head once fell on my apple. I wanted to write a letter of complaint, but I didn't know who I should address it to. Melanie makes letter cakes with the words written in icing. 'Dear John, your sandwich is getting wet'. She was right about that. I got her to write the complaint letter on a cake, and then we ate the cake ourselves. I no longer felt a need to complain about the head falling on my apple.

Grey  # 3:31 AM