...the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life...

Thursday, February 18, 2016

9. Small Story

Eli, tonight, on Vermont in L.A.:
"That car in the gas station has its gas tank open.

It's leaving the station with it open."
I looked in the direction his voice suggested.

I saw the car, but I didn't see its gas tank door.
I looked back to the light we were waiting for.

"Oh," he said, "someone walking by it
closed it just now for them. That was nice."

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