Claire

                  how to describe

fair

plain

nondescript

              leaning towards cipher

she called him by name as he walked reading

lookingup out of the book he did not recognise her

odd he ran into pedestrians

rarelyever on hot days

                         traffic spedby windows up music muted  airconditioning Henry Miller described them long agocant improve upon perfection

Yes

I’m Claire, we met months ago.

I don remember

We were walking as now . . you were reading then too.

Thank you for remembering me

What are you reading?

he turned the cover to her let her read

                                          Physics.

Yes I like to read it evenif I don understand it Figure one day it will dawn on me until then Ill keep plugging away at it

he pointed to her earplugs hopeful Audiobook

Yes. Something I’m sure wouldn’t interest you.

since she was sure he didnt ask

they exchanged pleasantries several more minutes and before he said she said

                                                                                   I really must be going.

very Aliceish or White Rabbitish

Myself as well

                 Thank you for recognisingstopping me

I couldn’t help myself, your walking and reading is very quaint.

                                                                   not a pause

she had determined it was  wondered if she rehearsed it

he did not remark

Be well

You too.

they continued in opposite directions

She called you quaint

he smiled  shehes heshes loved to lurk an appropriate his time

                                                                     No

She did

No

    She said my walking an reading was quaint

she could have said unusual

a curious choice of word

not in his vernacular

   quaint

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