Alma asked if I could accompany her outside to play with soap bubbles. Volunteers at Home and Hope are supposed to serve in other capacities besides providing basic food and lodging, so I gave her a smile (she was too young to notice that it was fake) and said, "Sure!"
Soon she and her baby sister Sheylia had me chasing bubbles all over the parking lot. It was a breezy day, so I didn't get all of them. Both girls laughed at my flailing and cheerfully proclaimed that I had "lost" according to rules that are still mysterious to me.
I evinced a sad expression. It was fake, too. © 2013 Stephen Yuen
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