My adolescent parents and I were in my mother’s silver two door truck, my father was driving , and my father's favorite hip-hop music was playing on the radio ,it played artists like : Tupac, Biggie Smalls, 50cent, Puff Daddy but now goes by P Diddy, and my favorite Akon. Who I all loved to hear and do my adorable dance moves to, and I would consistently turn up the volume every time I would hear any of those artists in the radio, and I remember sitting in between of my parents , being a nuisance of course, and as I look downward I scope my beige shoe laces , which were once white ,were untied , and as I look to my left to my father’s eyes , I pointed down to my petite pink shoe and said “shoe”. My father instantly knew what I wanted him to do, so as he ceased at the red ilumination, he picked up my medium tanned leg and laid it on top of his leg, where his washed out pants had a prodigious hole in it framing his knee, and as he was tying my shoe laces he would croon this little melody , which I do not quite remember but the only words that come to mind are these three words “under the bridge”, and as he was tying my shoe laces I remember looking at him in a mesmerizing way, for at the time him tying my shoe laces was magic for me. I found it
My adolescent parents and I were in my mother’s silver two door truck, my father was driving , and my father's favorite hip-hop music was playing on the radio ,it played artists like : Tupac, Biggie Smalls, 50cent, Puff Daddy but now goes by P Diddy, and my favorite Akon. Who I all loved to hear and do my adorable dance moves to, and I would consistently turn up the volume every time I would hear any of those artists in the radio, and I remember sitting in between of my parents , being a nuisance of course, and as I look downward I scope my beige shoe laces , which were once white ,were untied , and as I look to my left to my father’s eyes , I pointed down to my petite pink shoe and said “shoe”. My father instantly knew what I wanted him to do, so as he ceased at the red ilumination, he picked up my medium tanned leg and laid it on top of his leg, where his washed out pants had a prodigious hole in it framing his knee, and as he was tying my shoe laces he would croon this little melody , which I do not quite remember but the only words that come to mind are these three words “under the bridge”, and as he was tying my shoe laces I remember looking at him in a mesmerizing way, for at the time him tying my shoe laces was magic for me. I found it