Stuff

by Ari Collins


“Sorry I’ve been so quiet,” I said as we walked to the supermarket. “Just thinking.”

“That’s fine, honey." She said absentmindedly. “But hey, why the sudden self-consciousness, though?” she asked. “You’re never much of a talker.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” I said.

“What are you thinking about, Aaron Roberts?”

“Oh, you know. Just... stuff.”