He slid the ticket to the lady who was showing all her damn teeth in her mouth. I guess he did have that aura about him. She pushed the cart around the counter and looked at me. “See your boyfriend help you.” “He’s not my boyfriend,” I corrected her. “Yeah… the fuck wrong with you? I look like a boy to you. I’m her man.” He looked at her, and then held the door for me while pushing the cart out the laundromat. “Now why in the world would you tell that woman that?” He ignored me while holding the door open for me to get inside.
