Gregory Pereira

And there was sun glaring on the snow that was still on the floor.

And I was breathing smoke out of my nose.

And I had these sunglasses on.

And she stops and she says, listen, I got to tell you something.

I got to show you something.

and she whips out these two pictures.

And these two pictures, and I'm cold, I'm trembling, and I'm counting heads, two, four, five, seven, seven heads, and she says, these are my children.

I said, man, she couldn't put them on one picture?

And she said, are you okay with that?

Now, I had a son of my own, and I wasn't a good parent.

I don't know if I could do this.

I'm still finding my way.

Anyway, we left, and I figured out why she didn't allow me to walk her home.

She was really trying to protect her children from whom they meet.

Well, we talked the next day at work, and I was contemplating, and I asked my friend Ronald, what do you think?

And he says, well, she's very pretty.

And do you think you can handle it?

Check yourself.

And I said, okay.

And I get this phone call from her, and I'm home ironing clothes.