Friday, June 3, 2016

Still Got Some Life Yet

The older woman who lives upstairs is unlocking the door as I come up with the doge after her walk. She's wearing a lovely woven jacket - mostly black, with treads of orange and gold - she informs me, because she attended a family member's child's graduation.

"Well," I say, "I won't tell anyone that you broke curfew."

"Hardly," she replies, rolling her eyes.

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