Wednesday, March 01, 2006
boxscore
she’s smoking and looking around as if she’s waiting for someone. she reads a book at the same time, held in her right hand with her elbow bent so it sits at about waist height. under her arm is a leather clutch purse that looks as if it could fall out from under her arm at anytime. she makes no motion or movement to adjust it. her world is a small one centred around late night chat sessions with friends and trips to the corner store where rinaldo works, a olive skinned teen who she has a crush on.she buys more snack food than she’s ever going to eat, ever. but it gives her a reason. a reason she wouldn’t have otherwise to see him. to chat about nothing. to say hello. to go home and wonder what he’s all about. she smokes and thinks about her date who is now late to pick her up. but she doesn’t even care. she finishes her smoke and heads to the corner store. rinaldo starts at 5.
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