The small boy was walking along the footpath the other morning with his dad and he was carrying a box of glazed doughnuts. As they walked past the shop windows, his dad said: we’d better get home, get the doughnuts home, hey, and then I’ll be getting married. The child was staring down at the glazed chocolate in amazement. The man was staring up at the grey sky in amazement.
They continued on past the shop, looking neither left nor right, just walking along together in amazement.