She's staring at me with big, pebble-shaped brown eyes framed by baby lashes. They bounce up, down, up, down, as if she's riding a camel in the desert. Instead she's tucked into the full wrap of the woman in front of me, whose smooth face and strong arms make her appear to be in her early 20's. Her mother hasn't seen me, so it's only her baby girl who stares at me with a confused expression. Her stern look and pouted face reminds me of my baby niece's furrowed expression when we make silly faces at her and she doesn't get the joke. I guess walking behind her my face is silly without me even trying. I smile at her and she reaches out her hand to try and grab me.
"Hi!" I say.
Her mother turns around.
She points a finger at me over her shoulder so the baby can see, turns to the innocent face and says to her daughter, "Obruni." White person. I give another smile.
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