Every now and then, I'd find some kids to talk to about something, because I'm a ranter, and because otherwise no one would have been there to hear all of the wildly hilarious and witty and intellectual observations I would make about the animals. It wouldn't take long before a supervisor, or employee, or parent would approach, take a child or children by the hand, and lead them away. Then they would look back, over their shoulder, eyes on me.
Actually, it wasn't like that at all.
Honestly, it was a half dozen single moms having an afternoon with their young children, their young children following me, eyes on me, stalking me, minds of the moms saying, yeah...I wish he was your daddy too. More like that.
