Sunday, 30 September 2007

I finished my breakfast around twelve, but I wasn’t meeting Sally until two. So I decided I would do for a walk. But all I could think about were the two nunsi had met the previous day. The old beat up straw basket that they collected their money in. I walked over to Broadway. I wanted to go to this record store to find Phoebe’s favourite record. ‘Little Shirley Beans.’ It was very hard to get. It was about this kid that wouldn’t go out of the house because she didn’t have her two front teeth. i new she would love that, and i new exactly where she would be so i could go and give it her straight away. I saw this family walking infront of me. A father, mother and a little kid. The father and his wife were just talking, not paying any attention to the kid. The kid was swell. Instead of waking on the sidewalk he walked right next to the curb. He kept singing. ‘If a body catch a body coming through the rye.’ It made me feel a little bit better. I wasn’t so depressed anymore.

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