Ten.One Thousand, Seven Hundred & Seventy-Seven
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He asks me to close the window. It is just a little too cool.
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I slice all 6 pounds of stone fruit and herbs, thumbs red with cherry juice.
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Coffee.
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I take in a little bit of sun while waiting for the right time to leave. I have him join me and sign his documents for football. He doesn’t think he wants to play. “Well, let’s just get everything in place.”
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Always finding something new.
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Back in the old neighborhood. It feels familiar and yet so different. There are things I miss: space and the fruit stands and the friendship.
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Home just in time for the evening glow.
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One movie finished. Braids out.
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Effie Gray.
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Different.