michael_chabon – blackandwhiteandcolours

I was hoping there might be a clue here

And you were hiding from the photographer?

I hated having to ask them to wait

He needed somebody to lean on

Don’t worry about it, it’s all right

It was nothing I had ever seen before

I never saw him playing cards, chess, or Scrabble

Quarrelling, trading insults, but ever, at bottom, bosom pals

I learned to pick out a hydrant

Its walls had been painted often enough