Upper West Side, Manhattan, c. 1962.
Edna smiled, but she had to wonder why the woman had two Yorkshire terriers. It seemed excessive, a lot to maneuver down the sidewalk. (And on top of that, a small child and a shopping cart?) She wasn’t wearing stockings. (A little sassy for a married lady, and wasn’t she chilly?) The child was darling though, with big brown eyes and a strong, high voice. Edna told him her dog’s name was Rusty, even though when she was at home, she always called him Avram.
Cross-posted at Rewriting New York.