The light changes. A nan­ny be­gins to walk, push­ing a ba­by stroller. Halfway across the street, she looks down sort of lov­ing­ly, meets eyes with the ba­by and says with an eeri­ly calm tone: You know I’m sac­ri­fic­ing my hap­pi­ness for you.

The nan­ny looks up and keeps on walk­ing.

–59th & 5th

Over­heard by: Drone