She was accosted and beaten today
By a ragged, familiar flannel shirt.
Too soon, she thought, too soon.
Regardless of the assignment or absence
Of blame.
Maybe in a month.
Never would be good.
She considered her alternatives.
Duck into this store.
But he could also need a wrench.
And the aisles are so narrow.
Or go back to the car.
Yes, of course, the window which she never opens
Could be opened.
Then there’s nonchalance.
How nice to see you!
Air kiss, non-contact hug.
Absolutely. I’ve been great.
Was her hair not great?
Her shoes were new.
He turned. A stranger.
She was mistaken
Relieved
And disappointed.
What a great job of creating character and story with so few words. Quite a skill
Thanks, philosophermouse.
Gah, I’ve had enough of these moments to consider relocating to a new state. You captured it well.
We’ve all been there.