This morning four people jumped out of a car parked directly in front of my shop. One had gloves attached to his belt and they twirled about his waist. They were all hungry. They fairly leapt from their car, bouncing and leaping toward the bakery.
Then they came back to eat on the pavement. They looked briefly into my window. One man said, ‘I’ve bloody read that one. God, it was good.’
Another man answered, ‘I don’t think I’ve ever read a book in my life.’
The other man, still eating, looked at him and said, ‘Try it.’
Painting by James Crandall