Kindness Rev 2
I ’d noticed his shades in the kitchen were drawn and his girlfriend’s red Prius has been here all week. That’s off, must be something wrong. Walking the dogs tonight, the Prius was gone, and the blinds were up and he sat in his normal place at his kitchen table. A clear view past his garage, the street and my fence to my front door. I felt like a glass of wine and a chat and it was obvious that whatever had gone on over the last few days was over. I poured a glass of red into a paper coffee cup and headed across the street to his front gate. He noticed me as I approached the sliding door to his kitchen and waved me in. Standing up awkwardly and unlatching the lock. Are you OK? I assumed and noted that I’d seen Sarah’s car in the middle of the week but it didn’t look like they were around. He said Oh god what a week I’ve had and launched into his organ recital. On Monday I had 3 teeth pulled and I’ll need to get 3 um “implants, I volunteered. Yes, and it’s going to cost