he caught her abrupthalts  had he blinked he would have missed themhad he missed them he would still have had his suspicions

she was a synesthete counted in colour saw time like pictures in her head smelled in colours

but she was a witch

                      a good oldfashioned witch without the cackle without the wart with a depth of soul that was bottomless

             she had a fantastic bottom

   was the first time a fanny swayed him

no  small  feat

approx1400,  Sunday,  14  1. 24

1551,  Monday – Martin Luther King Jr Day,  15  1. 24