Wednesday, March 31, 2010
I was taking a stroll the other day, seeing as I have to move my new knee and all, when out of nowhere, a tiny little girl emerged from the bushes. You can see how tiny she is compared to the flower pot in the background. She offered me an apple at, what I considered, too high a price. She persisted, and after much back and forth, we could not reach an acceptable price:She simply wanted more than I was willing to pay. I bid her ado and began walking away. I stopped and turned back apologizing for not getting her name. "Eve," she replied. Do you have any idea how fast you can run with a new knee?