Don Bauder 9:30 p.m., July 25
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Another Autumn Snippet
she stepped up on his porch...wide tomboy smile...slouched into a patio chair and held her hand out in a way that could be interpreted as a "shake my hand" or "please fill this with something exotic and cool"...her mind was like a buzzsaw...and her mouth followed... the sawdust words flew into the air with their own momentum
her baseball cap was turned backwards and her wispy gypsy blond hair could barely find it's way out from under it...but it was her startling blue eyes that commanded his attention
"I'm your new neighbor"
"i thought I'd come over and introduce myself"
she then told him her name which he couldn't remember...shook his hand...and hop down off the porch before a single word could come out of his mouth
he thought he nodded...but he couldn't be sure as he watched her J Lo ass swaying down the street
the only thing he could remember was this one fleeting thought
she's the one