People watching may be the best way to hone those sub-textual writing skills.
So I was standing in CVS looking for a father’s day card for my son (note to self: There are no father’s day cards from dad to son-who-is-a-dad) and of course I wasn’t the only person who’d put it off perilously late.
To my right, a woman and her teen daughter scanning the rows of leftovers.
Enter screen right: A third woman, tension radiating from her clenched up little form like heat waves on a hot tarmac. Continue reading