His Walk

“Did you see how Marla says I walked?” he asked.

“No,” she replied.

“She was talking to you in the kitchen She said, “I knew the look, and the walk.” Then she did this weird walk. I don’t walk like that, do I?”

“I don’t know, I didn’t see what she did.”

“How would you describe my walk?”

“You walk just like your father.”

“That’s not helping. You’re basically saying that I walk like Mott the Hoople.”

“I don’t know how Mott the Hoople walks.”

He didn’t want to show her; it would only prove her point.

 

 

 

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