Out of the Corner of My Eye
Updated: Mar 4, 2021
June 22, 2014
She caught the corner of my eye as I drove by.
I drove by, thinking of what flavour of sundae to get from Dairy Queen. What flavour my mom would like. I was still ticked off that they discontinued the butterscotch topping from the menu. Those were my thoughts.
A woman, her bike, and a big white dog, at the side of a busy road, caught the corner of my eye, as I drove by.
The bike was down, and so was she. The rather large white shepherd was haphazardly attached to the woman by a leash, pacing around her like a nervous parent circling his young.
I looked back. A few times. Mi