pink flip flops

your former soul, betty,
before your current soul
mate, calls and asks
if she
left her flip flops
at your house.
they're pink with little
rhinestones on the front.
you hold the phone
in between your shoulder
and chin
and start to search.
look under the kitchen
table, she says.
nope, not there.
on the back porch?
you open the door
and look out, nope.
living room couch.
nada.
hmmm. she says. what
were we doing when I
came over last week.
then you both say at
the same time, right.
okay, i'll go look
under the bed. hold
on, going up the stairs.
got em.