Sunday, December 14, 2014

Memento mori in the van in the parking lot of a Target in Richmond


Niece and nephew each had one dollar to spend.
Or rather, as it turned out, one dollar and four cents.

Afterwards, Ailey sat in the far back seat of the van, beaming and holding a small round tub of Keebler cookies.

Sam, a seat ahead, contemplated his Hot Wheels bounce-back paddle.


Sam: "You know, Ailey, food doesn't last forever."

Ailey: "I know. People don't last forever either. Because they all die."