As I was walking from my work at a Toronto club to my car, I passed these two ladies who I presume were waiting for a cab at University and Queen.
Though the pic I’ve included isn’t of them, it’s a close enough approximation. One of them (the cleavagey one) was holding a long box with a pink ribbon under her arm.
I stopped. “Someone gave you a bouquet?” (at this point my brain alerted me to the fact that I was inexplicably entering pick-up mode)
She shook her head and smiled. “It’s a body.”
“A corpse.” Her friend grinned.
I raised my eyebrows and shrugged. “A baby you mean?”