Boots on the Ground

John and I walk through a service station on our morning walk, one that has a popular café under the same roof.  Drivers are not always aware of us, so we try to walk defensively.  Hungry drivers might be especially dangerous.  A large pickup truck whizzed into a parking spot and rocked when it stopped abruptly.  We were about to walk behind it when we saw the backup lights go on.  I almost put out my hand to stop John when he saw the danger, too.  I was wondering when we would know it was safe to go forward, and then I knew without a doubt.  I could see under the truck as his boots hit the ground.

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