Hot-Tempered Neighbors
(When I am very young, under a year, my family moves from Phoenix, Arizona to Palo Alto, California. Apparently, our move comes right in the middle of a “heatwave” in Palo Alto. Translation: it is somewhere in the 80- to 90-degree range. Mom’s out with me in the stroller, both of us dressed in sweaters.)
Random Stranger: “Oh, how cruel! At least take the sweater off the baby!”
(She starts trying to pull my sweater off.)
Mom: “We just moved from Arizona. She’s cold. See? She has goosebumps!”
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