Circuitous

“I didn’t happen,” he said.

“Okay,” I replied.

“It wasn’t a cheese sandwich. Bernard doesn’t like cheese. Everybody forgets about Hazel. She wasn’t married to a guy named Albert. Bernard has a cousin named Albert. She’s divorced now. Nobody likes cheese anyway. Except mice. Don’t you know her new husband? Everybody knows mice like cheese. He works at the deli. Have you ever had one of those big dill pickles? Bernard doesn’t have them in a jar by the cash register. Salty. I’m sure it wasn’t a sandwich. Delicious. It could’ve been a roll with condiments.”

I was still hungry.


Photo is by Lauren Rushing.

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