I Slid Into a World of Pears and Almonds

It had been raining since the night before and there were puddles in the street. It was a September afternoon and it was cool with a breeze that smelled like autumn. The smell of pears made me turn my head away from the window of the coffee shop on the next corner where I had been watching a few people sipping from cups, reading news papers and talking with friends. Like that world, I said.