She said, I was thinking you can’t read.
Of course I can read, I said. I read all the time.
She said, I know you can, I was just thinking, what if you can’t. Like, what if you’re tricking me?
I asked her, Why would I do that? And she said, Because you’re embarrassed by your illiteracy.
Look, I said. I’ll prove it. I’ll write you a story.
So I wrote this one, and gave it to her, and said, What about now?
She handed it back and said, I’ll believe you when you write a good one.
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