she was on the bus with me. nothing was said. but when i returned on the same bus on its next pass through the route, she was accompanying an old stepmom i once knew, pushing a empty shopping cart she felt i might need for things i might carry away

she was invited to join me with my older brother on a medium-range bicycle trip. expectations were very high that she would use th opportunity as much as i hoped to, although it became clear that my brother planned to formally step in. i took a quick bath and looked for a classic dylan album to take along

when she joined th group, they gave her a form to fill out, telling her i would choose between her and one other. she seemed bothered that th choice might depend to any degree on th form's responses, as obviously it ought come down to who was right for th role, but took a seat back among friends in th alcove and started working on th form. i could ( Read more... )