Siri parked in the lot near the ATM. As she walked back to the car, Bobby Benardeau came across the street from Taco Bell: "Ms. Rosen! Ms. Rosen!" His huge smile transformed his face from sullen to radiant. He'd strapped his baggy pants below his butt and his bright red jockeys puffed to his waist. He'd been chubby last year when he came to the art center with his sixth grade class every Friday, but since then he'd inflated to close to 200 pounds. He looked like a street kid, she thought, but a sweet one, enthusiastic, an open-faced sandwich.

.... Soon to be available as an ebook story!  Watch this space.