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I was walking the dog tonight...back up. We're staying in a rental house while our new one is being finished. We're only here for a couple months, and folks in the neighborhood don't really know what to make of us. Especially the kids. So.
I was walking the dog tonight. Really, just standing outside with her, because she's fifteen and "walking" tends to resemble standing and sniffing the wind. Anyway. There was a gaggle of kids down the street, and after we'd been standing there for a few minutes these kids come convoying towards us, an armada of clattering wheels and wobbly tires.
My mind was elsewhere, so I didn't focus on the conversation until they were a couple houses away. The first sentence I heard was "See, it's the boy. That one's the boy. The other one is the girl. I told you!"
And then there was much back and forth about the boy and the girl, and then they turned around in the street and went back to where they were.
So yeah. They don't know what to make of us. But this one's the boy.
I was walking the dog tonight. Really, just standing outside with her, because she's fifteen and "walking" tends to resemble standing and sniffing the wind. Anyway. There was a gaggle of kids down the street, and after we'd been standing there for a few minutes these kids come convoying towards us, an armada of clattering wheels and wobbly tires.
My mind was elsewhere, so I didn't focus on the conversation until they were a couple houses away. The first sentence I heard was "See, it's the boy. That one's the boy. The other one is the girl. I told you!"
And then there was much back and forth about the boy and the girl, and then they turned around in the street and went back to where they were.
So yeah. They don't know what to make of us. But this one's the boy.