“Why are people so nosy?” Willa fumed.
“Sometimes rudeness, sometimes racism, sometimes ignorance—there are a lot of reasons, but mainly it’s because our family is interracial and that makes people notice us and want to know all about us.”
“It’s annoying!” Willa said, stomping her feet.
“I know it is,” I said, and took Willa’s hand. “It’s the downside of being so interesting.”
“I’d rather be boring.”
“Sometimes I’d rather be boring, too, but I wouldn’t want to change a single thing about us, so for now, or until the world gets its act together, we’re stuck with being fascinating.”