She comes into the room, sits and starts talking. On topic leads to another and, before I know it, I’m deep in discussion with her. Like yesterday. She came into the bedroom talking about her least favorite teachers and the small talk stretched to two hours. And the day before that? She came to my study, sat on the floor and, while munching her cheese-flavored Piknik, casually asked how much I believed about the feng shui stuff. The thing with this girl is that unless you stop her, she will never run of things to talk about. And she doesn’t like it if I let her talk and I just listen. She likes discussing. Kinda hard when I have to work but the nice thing about not having a boss is that I can always decide to work a little later after Alex has had her fill of discussions.