Umber (21.19 — Leroy’s Story)

May 16, 2012 § Leave a comment

Before I could think of anything to say about writing litanies, I started coughing.  When I was still at it a minute later, Vera said, “You’d better get something to drink.”  I nodded.  We went inside the soda fountain which was just a few shops down from where we had been conversing.  We sat at a little table right next to the front window.  The waitress brought me a glass of water.

“This,” I thought, “is my lucky day.”

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