It was a golden evening and i took the 276 home. The bus was packed with people and their shopping. Glowing in the corner I saw this mother and son that looked like they should be in a Cassavetes film. The mother was reading to the boy in Spanish. When I asked to take her if I could take their picture she thought I wanted her to take a picture of me. I only had a three frames left and on the last one she fell into shadow and the boy blinked in the sunlight.