“I asked if you were okay, not for your sob story,” she retorts. You noticed that she has resumed walking as she talks. “I don’t have time for this. I have a meeting to get to!”
“Miss please!” you shout back, but she has already made up her mind. She scans the sidewalk as if looking for something, lowering you to her midriff and cupping her hand.
“Here you go,” she announces hurriedly, lifting you back up and dropping you onto a metallic surface. With that, she rushes down the sidewalk like you were an item she had to pick up real quickly off the floor.
You are standing on a black mailbox. These kind of old-fashioned mailboxes, a large metallic box with a domed top, are not the most common in the City, but this home seemed to have one. The floor is cold underneath you, and being curved, you have to be careful of your movements, lest you slide off. The sun is setting, and the temperature is dropping on this winter evening. Your landlady didn’t let you grab your jacket for this weather when she dropped you outside, but without anything to cover your chest and legs, you start to shiver. A draft comes in, making it even worse.
You are not sure what to do. You look over the edge to see whether there’s a good way to climb down, but there isn’t much to hang onto. Any drop would give you a hard drop onto unforgiving concrete. You sit there in the fetal position to stay warm while you form a plan.
“Miss please!” you shout back, but she has already made up her mind. She scans the sidewalk as if looking for something, lowering you to her midriff and cupping her hand.
“Here you go,” she announces hurriedly, lifting you back up and dropping you onto a metallic surface. With that, she rushes down the sidewalk like you were an item she had to pick up real quickly off the floor.
You are standing on a black mailbox. These kind of old-fashioned mailboxes, a large metallic box with a domed top, are not the most common in the City, but this home seemed to have one. The floor is cold underneath you, and being curved, you have to be careful of your movements, lest you slide off. The sun is setting, and the temperature is dropping on this winter evening. Your landlady didn’t let you grab your jacket for this weather when she dropped you outside, but without anything to cover your chest and legs, you start to shiver. A draft comes in, making it even worse.
You are not sure what to do. You look over the edge to see whether there’s a good way to climb down, but there isn’t much to hang onto. Any drop would give you a hard drop onto unforgiving concrete. You sit there in the fetal position to stay warm while you form a plan.
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June 3, 2023
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