Strangers in a Motel Lobby in Arkansas

motel lobby in arkansas close to the crystal bridges young man with tattoos walks to large creamer he begins to pump creamer into coffee sees me and indicates I go ahead of him. Ii shake my head ‘no” tell him to go ahead, he will be quicker than me two polite strangers making conversation in a motel lobby in arkansas I sit down to eat my breakfast watching people sauntering in and out four children skip past, giggling like faeries. they could be from new mexico or virginia There are license plates outside from several states I marvel that people are vacationing in the middle of the week in arkansas