Conversation with Mrs. W.

Making my way back to the movie theatre, putting my phone away, a woman catches my eye.  I nod hello and she said, "Excuse me, could you help?"  She's in a wheelchair, stopped near the restrooms.  I maneuver her chair around the corner in the direction of the ladies' room.  "No." She says, and I …

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“This isn’t Sparta!” (a.k.a. The Book Sale)

Early morning in the city, I sighed.  Is there anything better?  A time for quiet contemplation; a meditation on stillness. Birds chirping and leaves rustling.  Sidewalks sparsely populated by dogs and the humans they tethered.  Passing the library, a queue of people caught my attention.  How curious.  Lineups were the norm before doors opened, but …

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Do You Need This?

Soy latte in hand--a hot liquid celebration--I was enjoying a leisurely browse through an assortment of pretty things. A metallic pink train case! Small palettes could go here, pencils there, brushes over there, and this compartment would be perfect for creams.... "Do you need this?" A small boy's hands appeared on either side of the …

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