JohnUpdike
Inwalksthesethreegirlsinnothingbutbathingsuits.I’minthethirdcheck-outslot, withmybacktothedoor, soIdon’tseethemuntilthey’, withagoodtanandasweetbroadsoft-lookingcanwiththosetwocrescentsofwhitejustunderit, wherethesunneverseemstohit, ’soneofthesecash-register-watchers, awitchaboutfiftywithrougeonhercheekbonesandnoeyebrows, ’dbeenwatchingcashregistersfortyyearsandprobablyneverseenamistakebefore.
