eight days a week

Sometimes we clank our coke glasses together and pretend we're adults.


I know I won't care what dress I wore, or how much money I gave her, or whether I went with the chicken or the fish. It won't matter to me in the slightest. It was a lovely party and everyone had a lovely time. Isn't that enough?


Black with flowers, forty, chicken. I was twenty-four minutes late because I had work. I also hustled with Greg, but that's a different story.