Harlem By Day...or Night XXIV

We made a right on Lenox and headed for Westchester. I could almost hear him sob every time we hit a red light and more faces peered in the window...someone doesn't come above 110th very often. I sparked up a conversation to get his mind off of the negative and likely stereotypical thoughts surrounding Harlem. He told me he has four children and the youngest is about to head to university out of state, he is a Wall Street suit and loves cars and yachts...this is the very definition of a yuppy...right? Look who' stereotyping now. I picked up my coffee then placed it back in the cup holder, I didn't want to spill it, then I did the same with my gluten free chocolate chip muffin. I didn't think he would appreciate me adding coffee stains and chocolate smears to the interior.

We were just about out of Manhattan when he caught fourth gear and blew by a long line of cars. Westchester was beautiful...green, leafy and winding roads...