"Flawless?" She asked. "What's that
"Flawless?" She asked. "What's that mean?"
"To be without flaws." I stated.
"No." She said, her tiny face scrunchimg up. "Impossible."
"So what does it mean then?"
"To accept your flaws and let them grow out- like hair. You can't have any flaws if you don't see them as so, can you?"