"She shoplifts some Christmas gifts, and a bracelet for herself, and considers phoning home. Has some quarters in her hand. But she sits down on the sidewalk and bites her bottom lip, and spends the afternoon willing traffic-lights to change."
The end part is phenominal. That feeling of being lost and needing guidance, and almost admitting that she needs help... and in the end, she just sits back and does what she wants to.
"She shoplifts some Christmas gifts, and a bracelet for herself, and considers phoning home. Has some quarters in her hand. But she sits down on the sidewalk and bites her bottom lip, and spends the afternoon willing traffic-lights to change."
The end part is phenominal. That feeling of being lost and needing guidance, and almost admitting that she needs help... and in the end, she just sits back and does what she wants to.