

THE LITTLE THINGS
A little boy and a little girl are staring. They turn their heads to look at each other, smile, and start dancing. Its a sunny warm saturday morning at a farmers market in Los Angeles. Their mother watches patiently, (through three songs), and waits with a calm happy expression on her face. In the lounge of the nursing home, a modest gathering of residents are being served punch, wine, and snacks. Its Happy Hour. They greet each other, and chat, until the music starts. They