On the bus from lunch, there was a little girl who looked like she had had a cleft lip operation before.
I looked at her, she looked at me, and I wondered how to react - I knew my hair was messy, did I look funny?
But I smiled an older-person-crinkly-smile at her and she turned her attention back to her family.
Later, when she was about to alight from the bus, she turned and looked at me expectantly. Such eyes!
So I smiled an older-person-crinkly-smile at her, said bye to her and got a smile back.
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