want to. I can do the sweeper thingy.” “The broom?” I looked at her, amused. Her cheeks got a little pink. “Yeah. That’s what I meant.” I studied her for a second. “Do you know how to sweep?” She tucked her hair behind her ear and looked away from me. “I…I don’t clean my own house, Daniel. I’ve never done it before.” “You’ve never cleaned?”
She didn't know it was called a broom???
