“Can I get a picture?” The girl asked as she fluffed her hair and smoothed it over her shoulder. “Sorry, no,” Persephone said. “I’m having lunch.” “It’ll just take a second,” She leaned in to take a selfie, her camera on. Persephone shifted away, holding out her hands to stop the girl. “I said no.” “Just one,” the girl attempted to bargain. “What about no don’t you understand?” Persephone asked.
