I saw a man in black in broad daylight. From his gait, you could tell he was lost. I could only see the back of his head. It was five in the morning, and I was up to walk Little Miss Al-Qaeda. I saw a tall dark stranger stumbling home. I prayed he would find his way home. I prayed he would not find his keys. I prayed he would not turn around. I prayed he would not see me. I hid behind a tree with a small black terrier on a long red leather leash.
Break a leg.💜