
Sitting Starsky: story and photos by Laura Rebecca
Sitting Starsky
It was a hot afternoon; clear, dry, and sunny.
Just enough of a breeze to make it bearable.
I picked him up around 3:20 pm.
I was supposed to get him his lunch, but we spent a few minutes in the courtyard instead, enjoying the slice of blue sky that beamed between the buildings in our complex.
It was a hot afternoon; clear, dry, and sunny.
Just enough of a breeze to make it bearable.
I picked him up around 3:20 pm.
I was supposed to get him his lunch, but we spent a few minutes in the courtyard instead, enjoying the slice of blue sky that beamed between the buildings in our complex.