Faith Eliza Cord
Four Thousand Club
Business? Did she have BUSINESS with Liza? No, she definitely didn't, and she wasn't about to either, if Faith had anything to do with it. If she had it her way her daughter would never have seen this girl at all, and she keeps a tight hold of Liza's hand, not wanting her to touch her as she attempts to pull her away with her.
"No she doesn't. We're going. Liza, you need to be doing your reading practice-"
But Liza is never one to placidly obey when her wishes contradict her mother's, and she doesn't let her drag her so easily, still watching the woman curiously, and the man beside her as well. She cocks her head as she questions her.
"No I don't got business. I think. Except sometimes Mama tells me it's none of my business so I don't got none I guess...how come you're wearing that mask? It's pretty but I like seeing people's faces. Do you got scars underneath? Like Fandom of the Opera?"
"No she doesn't. We're going. Liza, you need to be doing your reading practice-"
But Liza is never one to placidly obey when her wishes contradict her mother's, and she doesn't let her drag her so easily, still watching the woman curiously, and the man beside her as well. She cocks her head as she questions her.
"No I don't got business. I think. Except sometimes Mama tells me it's none of my business so I don't got none I guess...how come you're wearing that mask? It's pretty but I like seeing people's faces. Do you got scars underneath? Like Fandom of the Opera?"