“I throw this in.”
“You can throw it out, as far as I’m concerned.”
“What are the other pictures?”
She shook her head. “When two girls have a camera and get to playing around on the beach, you can’t tell just what will happen.”
“You have the films for these pictures?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Give me the films for these two, will you?”
“Why?”
“I want them.”
She hesitated a moment, then took films from the pocket on the other side. She walked over to hold them up to the light so she could identify the ones she wanted. She had her back to me. I watched her shoulders move, watched the semi-opaque films coming up to the light.