Slights
“I also got the ones all over my arms. And one across my foot, where my spade had slipped, I got that at nineteen.
Some people like them, though. I don't know what it is. A man came to dig up the dead tree in my front yard and he was neat, good clothes, but there was something in his eyes. He was polite but he didn't mean it. He arrived at seven, both mornings, and I was up and ready to go.
"Early riser, ay?" he said when I brought him a cup of coffee.
"Best time of the day," I... said. I knew the passwords, the responses. I could use them any time I liked. He finished late on Saturday afternoon. He worked then because he gets paid double, and I was there, he said. He could check me out. He couldn't stop staring at my arms, my neck, all the damage.
He knocked on my door. "All finished," he said.
"Balloona!" I said.
"Balloona," he said. His fists clenched.MoreLess
Some people like them, though. I don't know what it is. A man came to dig up the dead tree in my front yard and he was neat, good clothes, but there was something in his eyes. He was polite but he didn't mean it. He arrived at seven, both mornings, and I was up and ready to go.
"Early riser, ay?" he said when I brought him a cup of coffee.
"Best time of the day," I... said. I knew the passwords, the responses. I could use them any time I liked. He finished late on Saturday afternoon. He worked then because he gets paid double, and I was there, he said. He could check me out. He couldn't stop staring at my arms, my neck, all the damage.
He knocked on my door. "All finished," he said.
"Balloona!" I said.
"Balloona," he said. His fists clenched.MoreLess
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