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06. 9.09 All the cracks along the way

"You aren't even listening to me!"

I'm following this mid-twenties couple on a side street on my way to meet Josh for coffee.

"I AM listening to you. You're mad. I GET IT!" The boyfriend yelps back while lifting his hat to slick back his messy sleep hair.

I'm trying to get around them because I'm running late. But, um, I'm kind of scared to get in the middle of it.

"I don't think we should talk after you're done with class." She says crossing her arms in front of her small body.

"Really!? Why?" He says panicked.

"Because you... just don't get it..." She snaps back.

"Get wh...."

And just as he's about to ask her what she's really that mad at him for, the brunette haired girl trips over a giant crack in the sidewalk and stumbles forward. She wobbles on her heel. She makes a quick shriek. A jogger dodges her while running the opposite direction. I watch waiting to hear a thump.

But the boyfriend catches her.

He pulls her close and as I speed walk around the couple I hear the boyfriend ask: Are you OK? In a voice that sounds more panicked than someone running late.

I hear her start to laugh as I walk ahead. Then I hear hear say: I'm sorry. I'm being stupid. And then I hear them both laugh as they continue behind me.

Sometimes it's the cracks along the way that remind us to slow down and that there are people who will catch us if we fall. They don't laugh. They don't think twice.

Even if we are wearing bad shoes. Trust me, her shoes were bad.



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