Sunday, August 29, 2010

For the West Coast Cell

Amonymous pondered the laminated place mat under his cereal bowl that showed in bold colors the United States of America.  He asked about Mexico's lake, then drew his fingers westward to The Last Resort.  "What do they have in California?"
"They make movies there." I say.  "They have their own ocean."
"Can we go?"
"Sure. But not right now. Maybe next year. We'll drive."
Molly chimes in, "Drive one way, fly home."
"Done," I say.
Amonymous continues his cereal.
The Summer is almost over.  The Fall is coming soon.