So, it’s time for another Molly story.
After her mother and I separated, I was fortunate to have Molly every other week. This meant planning the day around her, including taking her to a before grade-school ‘day care’, which then ferried her to school. (I had to be to work @ 0600.) They then retrieved her after work.
Much of the time she’s fall back to sleep in the car, but, sometimes, especially in the warmer, Spring months she’d remain awake, checking out the neighborhood as we drove past. Kids don’t want to miss anything.
One morning she was looking out the passenger window down the block from our house, and there was some guy working on the shrubbery in front of his house. Squatting. Giving all-the-World the plumber’s eye view of, as Hawkeye Pierce put it, “The permanent vertical smile, lauded in song and story!”
Molly saw this, and was trying not to smile, as was I.
So I said, “Just say no to crack!” And we both busted up.
You just know she couldn’t wait to get to school to tell her friends.