Saturday, November 23, 2013
The walk home from the greenmarket was slow going today since I had done some Thanksgiving shopping. Butternut squashes and gallons of cider are heavy, you guys. Coming up to one cross street I felt someone come up behind me. I thought it was just a passerby but there was no passing. Just when I started to feel twitchy about it I heard a low chuckle. Creepy! As a self preservation measure I told myself he must be talking on the phone. Yet there were no words. Until...
"Got on a coat and pants."
Yes, yes he does. And he's still too cold.