That Guy Looks Suspicious
Wait! I say before my husband can get out of the car.
The guy in the next car is wearing all black.
He looks suspicious.
Maybe he is going in to rob the store.
I watch him put on a mask.
He’s okay, I say, getting out of the car.
Realizing I am wearing all black too.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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