Pedicure

“Right now, this just feels like a trip to NYC.”

I’m in Park Slope, Brooklyn, getting a pedicure. In the next chair is a little boy with a plastic dragon and sparkly golden nails to match his Mama’s. She’s on the other sides of him.

My kid is also in Brooklyn, but she’s in Bushwick at the place she’ll be until she finds an apartment. She’s a grownup now, though to me she still sometimes looks like the…