KNACK Magazine #5

KNACK “I can’t believe you did that.” I was laughing. He was smiling. He looked around, saw the pool of white paint. The streaks of blue. He frowned.

“What’s wrong?”

“How are we getting that off of the wood floor?”

“Leave it.” I kissed him. Outside there was a pair of sparrows building a nest in our rhododendrons.

8 : Autumn There was a knock at the door. I was getting more visitors these days. It seemed like everyone wanted to come touch the hand of the sick man.

The front door felt heavy today. It was warm out but there was an ever-present breeze.

“James?”

“I went to the school, they said you didn’t work there anymore.” The words sat in the air. He looked like his father.

“I just wanted to see how you were. You didn’t seem well at graduation.”

The wind blew back the blanket a little and he saw my ribs underneath the thin shirt I was wearing. I should have worn a sweater today.

Robert always wants me in a sweater even when it’s 80 degrees outside.

“Come in.”

“Are you ok?” A fair question.

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