the young man walked on air

an attractive young woman walked into the store under his long armhis hand trailing before her breast through the huuush of sliding automatic doors

she was white

he was Mexican

they were quietly ecstatic  glee showing on their faces

How are you, man?  the young Mexican asked him

Im sensational  though I dare say you might have me beat

Yeah. She’s pregnant. She asked me to marry her.

And

My baby, we’re getting married.

he bit his tongue

                 getting married because youre pregnant  wasnt a good reason

he had buddies also his sister his brother whose pregnancies didnt avert eventual divorces or sidestepped the ensuing years of devolving ugliness that preceded them

get married

then get pregnant

two precedes three

                     at least by how he learned to count

the young Mexican man bought champagne not sparkling wine

he bought himself a nice cigar

It’s a time for celebration; right, boss?

he hated being called boss Every day is worth celebrating

It’s a fine day.  the young man said

Remember it an remember your emotions right now

I ain’t gonna forget, not ever.

he hoped so

1736,  Friday,  15  11. 19

1443, Saturday,  16  11. 19

The Supremes  Love Child  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdmGO-GvHyo

Blue Cheer  Peace of Mind  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bjrrcF3sQuU