“Are you laughing at me?”
“No, no, no – I’m laughing with you, not at you.”
“Ha, ha! That’s OK then…
What am I laughing at?”
“What do you mean, what are you laughing at?
That funny face you’re making, of course.”
“Ah yeah, Ha, ha!”
“Those silly clothes!”
“Uh huh, funny right?”
“Most of all though – your hair!
You’re a riot!
I mean, look at you!”
“What’s wrong with my hair? I just had this done! There’s nothing wrong with my hair!”
“Did I say hair? I meant to say flair.
You know, you have that certain “je ne sais quoi” thing going on.”
“Do you think so?
What’s that mean exactly?”
“Uhm, I gotta go now, have an appointment.”
“OK, but I’m gonna find out what that means. And, if it’s not good; I’ll come find you.
Don’t be laughing at me now.
Laugh with me; that’s OK…
Don’t laugh at me.”
Love the dialogue in this story! I like the sentence “What I am laughing at?” How many times have each one of us been in that situation? Well done TNK! See you next week…be well… ^..^
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Your dialogue works really well – I can see the two characters getting twitchy with each other.
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Awesome story! I am reminded of youths who call us at work for bullying and sometimes they are not quite sure…laughing at you is a common theme…well done!!
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Ha, very fun dialogue!
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I don’t think this little squabble is over…. Great work!
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I agree TN. I think there’s a great deal of confusion and some good dialogue to show it. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thanks so much.
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