Flowered Van, New Tire, Who’s There?
1. An old blue van painted with huge yellow and red flowers drives by the café window: it’s my kids' day camp van! They’re going to their lives.
2. Suddenly there’s a scent of clean rubber in the coffeehouse. I look around -– a student walks by, a new bicycle tire slung over his shoulder.
3. Unlocking my front door, I accidentally press the doorbell. Hearing it ring inside, I tense up and wonder, “Who’s there?”
2. Suddenly there’s a scent of clean rubber in the coffeehouse. I look around -– a student walks by, a new bicycle tire slung over his shoulder.
3. Unlocking my front door, I accidentally press the doorbell. Hearing it ring inside, I tense up and wonder, “Who’s there?”
Labels: beautiful things, cafes, the agents
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