I was leaving Greenlife, making my way with my bike between the parked cars. On the hood of one car was a baby in an infant seat with a woman standing nearby. I stopped to coo over the baby (just can't resist babies!) and out of the corner of my eye I noticed movement inside the car. The car had tinted windows so it was hard to see inside but I did make out a man sitting in there, eating potato chips. The woman and the man (and baby too,) had an air of waiting. Just waiting.
I turned to leave when suddenly another woman comes running up, "That's not my car! I thought it was my mother's car. Her car is over there!" With that, she scooped up the baby and ran off, with her friend who must have been assigned baby watching duty, followed her.
I looked at the man inside the car. He looked at me, smiled and shrugged. Then he went back to eating his potato chips.
I rode home.
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