Solidarity, sister!
Feb. 11th, 2016 06:15 pmWaiting in GP's surgery.
Two women come out, one elderly and one middle-aged, probably mother and daughter.
The younger one is carrying a wooden walking stick as she follows the older towards the door. "Don't you want this?" she asks, offering it.
The older one takes it just as she happens to walk past where I'm sitting, catches my eye, grins and whispers conspiratorially "I like to be naughty and do without it if I can."
I grin too, partly because she's taken me into her confidence like this but also because while she probably thinks I'm too young to understand I, with my white cane folded up in my backpack next to me, am totally with her.
Two women come out, one elderly and one middle-aged, probably mother and daughter.
The younger one is carrying a wooden walking stick as she follows the older towards the door. "Don't you want this?" she asks, offering it.
The older one takes it just as she happens to walk past where I'm sitting, catches my eye, grins and whispers conspiratorially "I like to be naughty and do without it if I can."
I grin too, partly because she's taken me into her confidence like this but also because while she probably thinks I'm too young to understand I, with my white cane folded up in my backpack next to me, am totally with her.
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