Last night we stopped at the fish market. I ran in and picked up a gorgeous piece of Atlantic Cod. The car window was open 3 inches so I was able to reach back inside to get Romeo while Bill was inside the store paying. The car alarm sounded. I was so embarrassed. I didn't have the keys so I just tried to ignore it. Two young men came out of the market. I apologized to them for the noise. One of them said, "Do you remember me?"
"Michael, Yes I do, I said, smiling. You were the star of my bread baking class."
"I work here now."
"I love Wilfred's. You must know a lot about fish, even more than the fishermen."
"Yeah."
"Great to see you."
"Are you still my neighbor?"
"No, we moved. I live up on Carrington Ave," he said.
"Are you a senior?"
"A junior."
"I will be back again to see you," I said.
"What days are you here?"
"Thursdays 3-6PM and Saturdays until 2PM."
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