"I'm going to go with you. Can I? Okay?"
"I'm going alone, so shut up."
She took off my red hunting hat- the one I gave her-and practically chucked it right in my face.
She can certainly be very snotty when she wants to.
"Do you want to take a walk down to the zoo?"
She wouldn't answer me.
Old Phoebe still wouldn't talk to me or anything.
I started walking downtown to the zoo, on the park side of the street, and she started walking on the other side of the street.
Phoebe stopped and made out she was watching the sea lions getting fed.
I went up and sort of stood behind her.
She was still sore at me, but not as sore as before.
You know kids when they're sore at you.
She was sort of walking right next to me now.
She reached into my coat pocket and pulled out my red hunting hat and put it on my head.
That damn near killed me.
Then she ran and bought her ticket and got on the goddam carrousel just in time.
When the ride was over she got off her horse and came over to me.
"I'm not mad at you anymore.
Did you mean what you said? Are you really going home afterwards?"
"Yes"
I wasn't lying to her.