It doesn't seem like that's going to work, she 'said' after trying to open her mouth and speak again. Nothing came of it. It really was becoming incredibly frustrating and Samantha found herself worrying her lower lip again.
She ran a hand gently through her daughter's hair. This happens a lot? Woolworth's often turns into a city street? Samantha asked. Sorry, it doesn't make much sense at all. Writing's not possible either? And, why is it two thousand and five? That's impossible.