I pull up to the self service gas pumps, all the clicking numbers, my windows dirty, stuck. The gallons flowing, the gas arches into the tank in a gush. I look at what comes out of the hose— diving ducks …
I pull up to the self service gas pumps, all the clicking numbers, my windows dirty, stuck. The gallons flowing, the gas arches into the tank in a gush. I look at what comes out of the hose— diving ducks …