the library, the baby
May 17, 2005At the library, there was a very unhappy baby. As the minutes went by, it was obvious to all within earshot that there was supreme wetness or hunger or pain involved. More minutes went by, and the mother came into the aisle where I was. The baby sucked on a pacifier, but whined and made fitful cries. After a bit, with no response from Mom, it launched into full Dolby mode.
After another ten minutes passed, Mom slowly walked away.
I once lived across from a woman who had many issues. When her baby was particularly fussy, she would bring it out to her front yard ’so all the neighbors will know what I’m having to go through’.

