"You're funny. You'll find beauty in anything." He shook his head as he looked around the tattered and torn city neighborhood.
"Growing up here, I had to." She shrugged. "Look at all the empty, bitter people… I didn't want to be like them."
"Yeah." He could tell by her forlorn expression she was thinking of her parents and their squalid existence. "Wow! That cloud looks just like a horse."
She looked up and smiled. "Hey! That one looks like a dog!"