Is that so? I replied. I was busy going over the plans for the new overpass going in and hadn't much time for chitchat. It was looking like it was going to be a busy day, what with the labourers about to go to snack, and the unannounced t-Rex/deloposaurus parade it was hard to get any blocks laid.
"yep. And because you know so much about star wars. I know more, but you know a lot too"
I suppose so, Winston. Did I tell you that I think your name is pretty neat?
"is it because il named after Winston Churchill?"
Perhaps, I smirked. Perhaps. Do you know what know what next week is, Winston?
"no I don't, Murray. What is is?"
Star Wars day.
His eyes would have lite up if he wasn't a forty year old business man who had unfortunately been trapped inside a five year olds body and sent to senior kindergarten. Instead, he cocked his head to one side, confused.
I'll show you. Ms Quid, do you have a calendar?
"Sure do Mr Murray, just over there." Winston and I went over to the month of May.
That's the first of May, or May the first. What comes next, Winston?
"May the second?" yep, and after? "that's May the third, and that's May the forth and that's ... "
His head cocked to one side again. "that sounds funny, may the fourth. Why does it sound funny?"
I was smiling. I wasn't sure if he'd catch on, but then he started chuckling. It wasn't quite a laugh, I heard him laugh later that day when his mom picked him up and he was running around the tables pretending to be at a convention with his uncle where they had light sabers and costumes, but is was a good hearty chuckle.
"May the fourth be with you, Murray"
May the fourth be with you, too.
