Play Love with Me

“Gather all the information about her. Friends, relatives, ha-ha…” — on the word “hahalka” I hesitated. No matter how you shoot, I couldn’t picture that sassy girl with some man. She’s probably lied about being twenty-three, too. A homebody. Sharp-tongued and wild like a street kitten. She has nobody. Or maybe she never did. The direction my thoughts took made me feel uneasy. I’d never noticed any interest of mine in green girls — and here, damn it, what kind of spell was cast on me?”