not senior citizens.
family time.
today was balmy, with temperatures in the mid thirties.
if only we were talking celsius.
I paid lip service to the little baby jesus on giftmas eve. catholic school crush (who we have since determined has cooties)'s parents sat in the pew behind my family. we shook hands at the sign of peace and they looked as if they feared I might explode on contact. I smiled and said, "peace be with you, Mrs. Catholic School Crush-- Mr. Catholic School Crush."
I still wonder which if the two of us they are angry with. maybe both. maybe neither. I don't like to believe that things in life can be so far broken beyond hope of repair.
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