Tuesday, September 14, 2021
When I was 15, I borrowed my mom’s car one night while she and dad were out. Actually ended up at St. Luke’s parking lot. Didn’t realized I shut the car off still in Drive, and After 10 panicked minutes I raced home, arriving mere minutes ahead of my fate.
The next day I go to Nick’s, and as soon as she saw me, Charo asks in a very serious tone if we could speak for a moment. She took me aside, and was shaking her head, clearly upset. Yup, she had seen me speeding up Arbor Lane, and needed to tell me how badly things might have gone. “Y ademas, Maaaaarco - os manejeis como un Latino!”
Cariños, Charo lindísima! Y buen viaje!
