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You sleep in on Sunday. The hissing and steaming thing behind the counter must still be hissing and steaming, and you wonder where the bugs go in the lads daytime, when the mornings come shrink-wrapped in lads California sunshine. The hours when you are wowing the suits at work, when the kids are at lads chemistry class, when a grandfather is babysitting his only grandchild, while the father hops trains, while the wife-mother sweats under her jihab in a fragrant stall in the Valley. There was real sunshine in your life. Warm oceans. There were blue skies. Squinting black eyes. That was while you were in training. In training so you would be able to question. Now you are trained and full of doubt. But you are good at learning.
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