As I waited in the doctor’s office, a young boy barged in and slammed the door. The receptionist, visible through the open window to the office, said, “Hi, Buddy. How was your day?” Been with the World The boy rolled his eyes. “Fine. Why do you ask me that every day? What’s to eat?” With a red face, the secretary buzzed her son through to the back. She noticed me watching and shrugged. “He’s always hungry when the bus drops … Continue reading →