爱华网系列专题：《点亮生活的智慧：人生之钥》
“Come on,” sneered the older girl disdainfully. “You wouldn’t want a snotty brat on your hands.” Not much comforted, the grieving girl reached for her mobile phone, having made what sounded like a momentous decision: “I’m going to ring Daniel.” Her girlish voice resounded, tense and tearful, through the room: “Hi Daniel, it’s me. I feel awful… No one told me it would be like this… It’s as if I done something terrible… something that can never be undone. I don’t know how I shall ever get over it… It’s more than I can cope with…Daniel – I’m scared.” While she drew breath listening to Daniel, I think we were all wondering what his response might be. “Oh yeah?” we heard her say. “Cool. Okay, speak to you soon.” She stared into space, looking very much like the child she was. Her friend got impatient. “What did Daniel say?”
It was a moment before the girl replied: “He said he’d had a haircut.”
