Number One

Her car is a large Mercedes luxury sports utility vehicle. She is petite, white and blonde.

It had been raining. Now it was sprinkling, but it remained cloudy. Rain could re-commence in a heartbeat.

So she parked in the no-parking zone in front of the coffee shop. The car is big and she is small, so she left it four feet from the red curb. Pedestrians and cars struggled to go around her in the narrow lane.

It didn’t matter. As long as number one was taken care of, everything else would work out.