It's become a reflex · 3:17am Dec 1st, 2014
Saturday I was coming home from the grocery store, and up the street marched three girls, clearly led by the one in the center. In days of old I'd have thought Heathers; this time I thought Dazzlings. For all I know, the one on the right may have been carrying a taco. Either way, it was unexpected, my neighborhood being basically split between young families and old empty-nesters. (I am, of course, one of the latter.) This is a two-lane street with parking along one side only; they allowed me exactly enough room for my Large Automobile, and no more. If nothing else, they had the attitude.