We're at the DI, and I'm paroozing through the mens shoes.
Of course, nothing comes up.
How am I supposed to compete with all the young kids
with nothing but DI shopping time on their hands?
So I went back to playing with Bennett in the rancid toy aisle.
Later on, we're together with Catie near the shoe rack and I take a seat.
And what do I find staring me in the face?

Size 12, Reebok pumps, WITH LIGHTS.
And titled on the inside of the tongue? - "the Twilight Zone".
A tiny miracle happened that day, and it was just for me.
(Glamor shots by Rachel Coleman photography)