That Van

When we went to the window we saw that there were two people in that little van.
The man was fixing the refrigerator, bent down and almost disappearing into the guts of the machine. The other was a woman. I only saw her hands. They made me think she was old, because they were wrinkled and spotted and had pearl nail polish on the sharp nails, and they looked old. Without thinking i assumed they had lived in the icecream van forever and would continue living there forever.

Apparently the refrigerator has been out for 2 days.

Apparently the man was trying trying fix it instead of getting someone in to do it.

Apparently he was getting in her way when she was trying to serve costomers and it was really very frustrating.

Scott bought me a warm jam doghnut.
I ate it while we walked away, it tasted like old oil and I was happy we didn't have to stay at that van window for too long.