Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Friday, December 8, 2017

12.8

"Frikin gorgeous."
"Yeah."
"And you know, she's about my age. That's what gets me really annoyed."
"Hm."
"Well, she's a few years younger, anyway."
"You know, this photo looks really touched up, anyway."
Both women lean over the newspaper.
"Augh, just look at her! So beautiful."
"Yeah."
There's a long moment of silence.
"She's probably lonely, though."
"Yeah . . ." but it's noncommittal. "What really annoys me, though, above all of it, is: she can sing."
They toss the paper down.

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