"Who are you from Star Wars?" The Mayor asked.Every day, on the drive to drop K off at the commuter train, The Mayor organizes us into Star Wars characters for imaginary play.
K decided to be Yoda and I went for Han Solo.
It was obvious from his whining tone that HE wanted to be Luke Skywalker.
"I'm Luke Skywalker!" The Rooster announced.
"But...," The Mayor started to protest.
He quickly pulled himself together, knowing that his sister would never give up the title if she knew he wanted it.
He employed a more clever tactic.
"Luke Skywalker? Are you sure?" he asked.
She held her claim.
"Roo, let me ask you this... do you like using your same two hands every day?"K and I were on to him.