A man in a wheelchair came to the door, acting as if he knew first Liz, then Paul. He said his name was Franklin and that he lived two streets away with his brother, whose name was also Franklin. He said he’d been shot and robbed on August 14th and had recently gotten out the hospital. He needed money, he said, for diapers, because he’s incontinent. Then he pulled up his shirt to expose the top of one of the diapers.
Paul refused to give him any money; Liz gave him a dollar.
Paul thought he was lying about everything except being incontinent.
There was an especially awkward moment when Liz went to get her dollar and Paul was left to talk with the man after having turned him down. “It’s been a pleasure meeting you,” said Paul.
A man signs a shovel and so he digs.
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