I worked a party on Easter Sunday. A large wealthy Mexican American family rented out Frontera Grill and Topolobampo. I held down the kids room with soda and jamaica refills until the real clown arrived to paint faces. Later, I served the mariachis three courses and beer. While the adults danced, I caught a wild-eyed kid tearing into the cake.
Etta and I walked down Grand Avenue to the movie theater. She stopped on the bridge to see this tree growing buds: the blooms looked like worms.
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