We Do
From Gaston by William Saroyan
They were to eat peaches, as planned after her nap, and now she
sat across from the man who would have been a total stranger
except that he was her father. He was at home. She was with
him in his home in Paris. He was 36 and she was 6. First, he has
the biggest moustache she had ever seen, although to her it was
not a moustache at all; it was a lot of red and brown hair under
his nose and around the ends of his mouth. Second, he wore a
blue-and-white striped jersey instead of a shirt and tie, and no
coat. His arms were covered with the same hair, only it was a
little lighter and thinner. He wore blue slacks, but no shoes and
socks. He was barefoot, and so was she, of course
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