mi corazón

Today I drove to work instead of taking my bike, because I've agreed to be the driver tonight for a Cheap Tuesday Movie.

The El Salvadorian man who works in the parking lot sings to me whenever I approach his booth to pay. He hands me my change and calls me "mi amor". We laugh together and I pretend I don't quite understand. He assures me in English, "Nothing bad, nothing bad. Only good." When I ask him where I should park, he puts his hand on his chest and solemnly states "mi corazón". He is probably almost fifty years old and is shorter than me.

I don't mind.