Monday, August 17, 2009

08.17.09

Amber: Walking home

Ben: "What can I do for you?" he asked, while leaning over the glass counter, detached from me and from what he had said. "Something that's meaningful." "Really?" "Sure. It's going to say, 'tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.'" I pointed to where I wanted it, and showed him how I wanted it to go. "Alright," he said, scratching the back of his neck, sucking on his teeth.

Morgan: Workout time.

Rachel: Becca trying to scrap the gum off her flip flop as we drive down North Gayton.