100 words | sad friend

Today as I was walking out of Kim’s market (over by E Street and 4th) I saw the saddest sight. There were two squirrels crossing E Street when one of them gets hit. I watched sadly, as the other squirrel gets to the other side, has a confused moment as he looks around for his friend, then realizes that the poor guy’s down. He then runs back into the street to go check on his buddy, then scurries away behind the Chase building. I imagine this sort of thing happens all the time, but it’s still sad to see nevertheless.