(Part I & II) Bizarre, all of the sudden, my car windows don’t work. Bizarre, Marijo pulled her side down and it could not go back up any more. At least for the time being.
I’m trying and trying to unlock the power windows button. Nothing. I pushed and pulled. No results, so far.
It started drizzling by then. Small fragments of raindrops hit the front windshield one after another. Then the farther I drove South University drive to Westfield Mall, the more intensified are the drops. They started spilling inside o.
“La pli a ap mouye m.” (I’m getting wet,) Marijo said.
Then, we got to the mall. The parking lot is almost empty. She asked me to drop her at JC Penny’s entrance, parked the car, and I to come back to find her.
“I will get wet,” I said. “That’s your problem,” she replied opening her purse (a huge one.) and pulling out an umbrella.
“Why don’t you leave me the umbrella,” I asked her.
“No”, she said. “I don’t want my hair to get wet.”
Stopping the car in front of JC Penny, I told her “you need to go natural and have no problem having your hair getting wet.”
She humorously told me “I am happy for you. You already go natural and you have no problem getting wet,” her eyes piercing over my shaved bald head.
I smiled inside. But did not inform my face. I kept a serious look and told her “I will be waiting for you until the rain is over.”
She got off. She went to the front door and read the sign. She walked back and told me “they open at 10:00.”
“Let’s go to Costco,” she said.
I said OK
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