Sunday, November 22, 2015


Ed approached the gate and grabbed Edna’s hand. They were swept in a sea of humanity toward the entrance, not conscious of moving their feet as they advanced.

Ed tried to navigate away from the gate where bags were being checked, but the mass of football fans gave him no leeway. He patted his side jacket pocket, hoping to flatten the bulge that would expose his stadium violation.

He held his two tickets up for scanning as he hurried Edna past the ticket taker and security personnel.

“Whew!” he sighed.

Ed got his pack of cheese crackers in without incident.