The old man, his presence obscured in the shadowy doorway, leaned against the jamb intently watching two young girls across the street. The girls, wearing identical white blouses, short pleated skirts and knee-high stockings, giggled and shoved each other playfully as they waited for the stop light to change. A breeze lifted the hems of their skirts while the old man stared.

The traffic light turned green. The girls picked up their books, looked both ways, and started across the street. The old man straightened up and stood away from the jamb while staying in the shadows.

The girls reached the other side, stepped up on the curb, and paused to adjust the weight of their books. The old man looked around for a moment, reached into his coat pocket, pulled out two candy bars, then stepped out of the shadows and approached the girls with a smile on his face.

The girls saw him emerge from the shadows. 'Hi Grampa,'� they said in unison.

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