Later that afternoon

There's a sort of seedy little convenience store two blocks from my house. I've lived here eleven years, and I had never set foot inside it until Thursday afternoon. I was still proscribed from driving by my doctor, and I didn't feel like walking the 3/4 mile to my regular convenience store, so I went to this little store instead. I bought a quart of Diet Dr. Pepper, the first bag of Fritos I've eaten in years, and a KitKat bar.

Some of the inventory looked like it had been in the neighborhood longer than I have. I doubt I'll be back.