from seaport to the bronx (da bronx)

"careful not to let him drown..." his eyes laughing, taking her elbow to help her up the curb. she was fixed on the tiny turtle in the mini tank with a mother's love.
"he's trying to get out of the water," she cooed, "i'll angle it like this.." she sighs as she decides on just the right angle, speaking gently to the turtle the entire time. he looks up and i throw him a smile, which to my surprise he returns.
"those have salmonella...," geanine whispered into my ear. glancing back to the turtle i wondered if the woman and her lover might have possibly acquired an unwanted pet along with the turtle. i hoped they wouldn't be affected.