York Peppermint Patties- Patrick Oh Brien
There’s a man with dark
skin and a sharp jawline and he turns to you and asks in an accent as thick as
his hair, “Would you like a kitten?” You’re sure that, had there been ‘r’s in
the sentence, he would have rolled them right off a high cliff and into a ditch
full of fresh, clean cotton and a crisp, sunshiney breeze. His voice washes
over you in waves of ambience, filling up the hollow spaces of your soul with
new snow and Beethoven.
