Eyelashes
 

Eyelashes

Frequently complimented on what a pretty girl she was,
my five- year-old daughter, Maria, had become fairly
used to relatives' and friends' comments.

One evening my friend Eleanor came to visit just as
Maria was being tucked into bed, so she came to say
good night. “My!” Eleanor said, “you have really long
eyelashes!”

“Yes, Eleanor,” said Maria. “They should be long.
I've been growing them for five years,” she paused,
“and I never cut them once.” :169: