a car pulls up as i’m walking bagel earlier and i hear a voice.
“are you walking bagel or is he walking you?”
i turn to see, and it’s an older white man hanging out the passenger side of a silver altima. turns out it’s ms. paula’s altima and we exchange a few words before she drives off with what i assume to be her dad.
i’ve never seen him before, but he knew bagel’s name. that was kind of cool.
-ratha, 2:46pm, 7.7.17