he pulled into the parking lot at
the market
Pretty empty tonight
Empty.
Yes.
he stoppedparked
Do you have to make me uncomfortable?
he halfturnedfaced her was restricted by the seatbelt harness
How am I
making you uncomfortable
Don’t give me that.
You know.
An yaknow me to ask if I know something
she twisted asif a hooked worm
No You know me if I know I do not ask
So
How am I making you feel uncomfortable
she motioned her head to the windowshield to the emptiness outside the car
There.
There
Theres a whole lotta nothing
there
Look at the lines.
The lines
Yes.
The painted white lines
Yes. They designate parking spaces.
An wha of em babe
You’ve not parked between themyou’re
straddling spaces.
Theres plenty of room We stopped for milk cereal fruit for the kids
lunchbags well take all of fiveten
minutes
Do you think the lots gonna fillwell piss
someone off by taking spacesfacing in the wrong direction
That’s why the lines are painted.
To organise . . the vehicles.
There’s a right way and a wrong way. You’re purposely disregarding them, their order.
Yaknow babe Ive known you for yearsYears Since
you were a teenager
You werent an I don
think you are obsessivecompulsive Not until
you started seeing this psychologist
She’s a doctor who cares about mecares
about what I think . .
.
. Who you pay I pay we have paid for a yea . .
.
. It’s not been a year.
Its
been a year
I keep the books now thayave turned them
over to me You want receipts yawanna see
in black and white
Come on Lets get wha we stopped
for
I don’t think so.
No
I don’t think so.
No Okay
Well Im not
leaving you here twisting because I defied lines The kids can buy their lunch at school tomorrow
he started the car
You’re cruel, you’re terribly cruel.
When you see your doctor tomorrow
be sure you inform her of this episode The empty lot Lines My cruelty
Don’t tell me what to do.
Im sure yawont forget to tell her
tha
1854, Saturday,
6 1. 24
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