Animosity
“I asked her as I parked the Explorer in front of the 7th Avenue Stop-N-Shop.
Locks of my daughter’s sweaty blond hair danced within the air-conditioner’s breeze as she reached to turn it down. Before we left the house, she had slipped into her favorite pajamas. She looked comfortable now, no longer scared, but very tired. And disappointed, somehow. As if she had barely survived some tragic ordeal far worse than her first menstruation, and she knew it had changed her forever.
“I think I’ll wait ...in the car,” she said. “If that’s okay?”
“Of course it’s okay.”
She gave me a sad little smile, started fiddling with the radio.
“Sit tight, sweetheart. I’ll be right back.”
I sat there watching her until she found something she liked, and then I slowly climbed out of the Explorer.
I felt so old. Useless.
*** An electronic bell above the door chimed twice as I entered the building.
“’Afternoon,” said the guy behind the counter, but he did not turn from his work as he said it.MoreLess
Locks of my daughter’s sweaty blond hair danced within the air-conditioner’s breeze as she reached to turn it down. Before we left the house, she had slipped into her favorite pajamas. She looked comfortable now, no longer scared, but very tired. And disappointed, somehow. As if she had barely survived some tragic ordeal far worse than her first menstruation, and she knew it had changed her forever.
“I think I’ll wait ...in the car,” she said. “If that’s okay?”
“Of course it’s okay.”
She gave me a sad little smile, started fiddling with the radio.
“Sit tight, sweetheart. I’ll be right back.”
I sat there watching her until she found something she liked, and then I slowly climbed out of the Explorer.
I felt so old. Useless.
*** An electronic bell above the door chimed twice as I entered the building.
“’Afternoon,” said the guy behind the counter, but he did not turn from his work as he said it.MoreLess
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