It is very strange to be sitting here at 3:30. For 14 ½ years, 3:30 has been time to drop what I was doing and meet the school bus. Since my son was in preschool, he has taken a school-sanctioned bus twice a day and my day has been regulated by that bus. The arrival … Continue reading
“You should’ve gotten off at the last stop,” he said from where he was repairing the bottom of the escalator. “There’s an elevator there.” I didn’t respond. It was the end of a long day and I just wanted to get home. “You shouldn’t put those on an escalator. It’s dangerous,” he continued, gesturing at … Continue reading