“I meant to show this to you,” I said, handing Mr. Cuccu the corner of a condom wrapper. It’s not uncommon for Russell and his friends to leave trash behind after using my car.
“When did you find it?” he said.
“A week or two ago.”
He gazed at the fragment for a moment, then opened the window and flicked it into the windstream.
Posted by on Tuesday, May 30, 2006 at 8:26 AM
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Beautifully rendered moment. Belongs in something.
Thank you. Perhaps I’ll use it somewhere.
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