Him: “Hey Katrina!!!”
Me: (thinking Curses, I’ve been spotted)
He rides his skateboard up my driveway
Him: “So, I got a family acoustic guitar, but it only had two strings.
Me: (Imagining this small boy with a large acoustic guitar)
Him: “So, I used the electric guitar strings that you gave me to restring it, but 3 of them broke.”
Me: “Well, those were for an electric guitar…”
Him: “Yeah, but my uncle says it was okay.”
Me: (thinking about uncles and guitars)
Me: “Okay, so you know that I have strings and things, next time you need something, come knock at my door.”
Him: “Yeah, but I don’t want to always bother you.”
Me: “Well, when I was your age, I took whatever help that I could get, so you’re no bother, just come let me know what you need. I like you, you’re smart and cool.”
Him: “Me, cool?”
Me: “Yes you, now get off my driveway and go play.”
Him: “Okay, thanks! Oh, yeah I came up with a cool song, but forgot it, so now I can’t play it.”
Me: “Okay, sometime when you have time, I’ll show you how to write it down.”
Him: “Yeah, okay, but I’m pretty busy…”
And off he rode on his skateboard into the dusk.
