The light turned yellow. A sanitation truck barreled down the avenue to beat the light. It stirred the settled leaves. Debris flew in every direction.
Instinctively Ellen shut her eyes and for once was grateful to be wearing eyeglasses. She shook her hair and picked off bits of dried leaves, stems and the occasional acorn shells. She unzipped her bomber jacket. The faux suede from the TSS fall collection was the rage of the season. TSS was the bargain store in the area, a staple in the working class neighborhood. She tugged her green sweater and wiped her glasses clean.