Love in some attempt to be normal, would try to keep a routine. He opened a small bank account here not to attract suspicion. If someone asked where he got the money he deposited enough every two weeks to look like he had a job. A painter he told them. They'd ask him why didn't he use the banking app. Why did he come in for all that deposit cash. Do you cash your checks still they'd ask. He'd smile and say I just like the old fashion way, thats all. He just came in every week take some money out put some money in. One of the tellers called him the banks best customer every time he came in. He'd nod and wave like being welcomed on a tv show.
He kept a lot of the money in a bag, or more specifically in the lining of a bag. This way he could leave, and fast.
That day he left the bank it was hot, he noticed sweat on his lower back, and his forehead. He forgot if he put sunscreen on his head. Putting his head on the back of his head felt hot. He thought about the
diner
, but then felt he couldn't go back.
