Me: Is that sugarcane Vikram?
Me: Does it taste good?
Me: Is it sweet?
Vikram: Do you want some?
Vikram: Get some.
Vikram: Pull it off the truck.
Me: Should I?
I hang out of the car window and motion to the woman sitting in the cab of the truck. She sees me stretching toward the sugarcane. I point to it, she shakes her head yes.
I stretch, grab, but it doesn’t break.
I stretch, grab, reach, bend, hold on, as the truck and car move together. It resists, I hold on. Success!
I wave to the woman, she shakes her head. I peel the cane with my teeth. It’s good and sweet.