time
she says, taking off her
coat,
her scarf,
setting her purse
upon
the table.
what happened,
i ask her.
oh,
nothing she says.
it was lovely.
we had a very
nice lunch.
and talked.
we had a nice time.
she looks at me,
folding
her hands into her lap.
the curl of a smile
upon her
cat like face.
well? are you going to tell
me what happened
or not?
okay, she says.
your sister was there.
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