Reflections

I kept noticing her, staring.  

Then she'd open her mouth like she was going to eat my backpack.  

She'd smile big as she could, then in a flash she'd be sticking out her tongue.  

Her eyes were wide as saucers.

"What is she doing??!"  I said.  

Then I realized, she was looking at her 'funny faces' 

in the reflection of my sunglasses, 

hooked onto my pack. 

 Maybe she'd never seen a mirror?  I don't know.  

She was, to say the least, intrigued.