I was a 10-year old stunned by an adult that made a remark
like a bully in a schoolyard.
I looked out the window to see abandoned buildings and
Swastikas on a gang with Doberman Pinchers dissolve to a supermarket in a
better house and garden neighborhood of The Brady Bunch as seen on TV.
He was doing the shopping because she couldn’t work within
budget.
He needed to save money for his 3-week vacation with his
mistress in Puerto Rico.
He left us every summer. And I went where he wouldn’t let me
travel beyond Star Trek.
Here’s Johnny.
Ketchup On Love
Chapter 6 By
Daniel Angel Aponte
