When I was in grade school - elementary school or maybe early middle school - I rode the bus home one afternoon when the bus-driver's daughter was riding with her. Somehow I wound up sitting with this toddler in the front seat right behind her mother.
I don't remember her at all, and I don't remember what we said to each other. I'm sure I was as awkward as ever. But we bonded over a box of orange Tic-Tacs - she offered me one, and we passed the box back and forth between us until it was empty.
Strange, the things you think of.
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