No shading, no trees—nothing but the clouds and the sky.
My father pointed to a spot in the center of the ceiling. “I thought it would fit just right over there.”
Uncle David looked up and nodded, then lunged for his pinwheel and said, “Owsiiide?”
“Sure. Let’s go out for a walk. Feel like going down to McElliot’s for a birthday ice cream?”
Uncle David’s head bobbed up and down. “Yaaah!” We checked out through Josie, then headed down the street.
David can’t walk very fast because his body seems to want to move inward instead of forward.
His feet pigeon-toe and his shoulders hunch in, and he seemed to lean on my father pretty heavily as we moved along.
But he kept that pinwheel in front of him, watching it spin, crying every now and then, “Owwwange, owwwange!”
McElliot’s turned out to be a drugstore with an ice cream parlor inside.
There was a red-and-white- striped awning over the ice cream counter,
and there were little white tables and chairs set in an area with red-and-white-striped wallpaper.
It was very festive-looking, especially for being inside a drugstore.
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