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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