I was….

in a train crash in which I flew across my seat onto another woman= no seatbelts

stranded in a strange part of the city with no phone

responsible for holding the tooth of Laszlo, the boy I teach, safely in my hand after it fell out

engaged in an all out game of Cops and Robbers for twenty minutes

given a bag full of freshly picked walnuts

lent a “jumper” to bear the cold weather on the walk home


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