A few months ago.

Rebecca came to Rye’s Pizzas in the evening, and she took Benjamin in her red Porsche.

“Don’t wear sunglasses, ma’am, they’re not good for your health,” Benjamin said, sitting in the back because she wouldn’t usually let him sit next to her.

“Don’t I look cool when I’m wearing them?” Rebecca asked.

“Yes, but… you wouldn’t want to harm your health just to look good, would you?” he asked. “Your sister eats whatever she wants, but you think three times before putting a spoonful of ice cream in your mouth. Why is that?”

“Because sugar is very bad for you,” Rebecca answered quickly and proudly. “I get my natural sugar from fruits, so I avoid junk food, especially ones that are addictive.”

“That’s right. You used discretion there and stayed off from bad sugar products. Sunglasses fall in the same category. They are bad for your eyes. And anything that’s bad for the eyes is bad for the whole body.”

Rebecca paused for a second. “So you're telling me, I shouldn’t wear s