//HATE AND SHAME A CROOKED CROSS

Daphne stood in the middle of the sporting goods aisle, staring at the volleyballs. She had just finished watching Cast Away [which she had rented from the library, brought to WalMart, put in one of the display tv's, and watched], one of her favorite movies of all time, so of course she was thinking about the movie. And, for anyone who knows anything about the movie, there is a character, or more like volleyball, named Wilson.

So what do you think Daphne was thinking about doing?

She had a container of red finger paint in one hand, and she was staring directly in front of the Wilson volleyballs.

Grabbing a volleyball, she sat on the floor, right there in the middle of the aisle. She opened the finger paint, covered her entire right hand with it, and pressed it onto the volleyball, leaving a red handmark. With her other paint-free hand, she drew a face in the paint, then smiled at her work. Carrying the boxed volleyball into the bathroom with her [so nobody would steal it] she washed off her hands, then brought the volleyball back into the aisle.

Sitting down back on the floor, she opened the box and took the volleyball out. "Why, hello there, Wilson. How are you today?" she asked, holding Wilson out, facing her. Really? That's interesting. This morning Kylie decided that she was gonna walk around town seeing if anybody dropped some money or anything useful, so I havn't seen her since." She sighed, lowering Wilson into her lap [but making sure the quick-drying paint actually was dry first]. "So I've been kinda lonely today."