8th
August
2012
Waiting for the number to be called
Darkness falls. I’m sitting in the car with the dog, surrounded by my toys. Across the way, hundreds wait for the calling of the right number. My original intention was to sit with the group and dab in time with the caller, but my conscience (and the lingering heat of the day) came through. The dog profited.
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