Manzanas

Right across from this fruit stand is the Suiza jewelry store where my mom would buy me earrings, always gold ones. Not because we had money but because I’m allergic to pretty much everything else. Inevitably I’d lose one, always just one earring. What my mom didn’t know until about a decade ago is that I would then turn around and sell the lonely earring to schoolmates. Needless to say, even years later, she was not pleased.