A shared desire
He saw her when he lifted his head to take a drink from the can. She strode past him as he shuffled along looking for cigarette butts. By the time he looked up, he saw a straight back, the billowing summer skirt and hair tied in a bun. The brief flash of her bare calves kindled a faint desire, but then he thought about cigarettes. That’s what mattered at the moment.It was harder to find leftovers now fewer people smoked. The exception was the teenagers, who often left unfinished cigarettes in...