Beach Shoes to Fill


Before I left Florida last month, my mother gave me a pair of shoes. I took one look at them and knew without a doubt that Diego would have something to say when I got back to New York. Sure enough, he did.

Hey, sis. Why does mom think you’re joining a convent?

Har, har, very funny, Diego.

No, really, sis. ‘Cause I mean… those shoes….

Okay, okay.

I brought the shoes with me to Terracina. I wore them to the beach yesterday.

Somehow, they seem to fit in just fine over here.

And Diego doesn’t know everything.

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