Collapsed on my sectional sofa, with just a very soft music for an ambiance, we toast to the beginning of my well-earned vacation. We get the yapping started, and talk about all and nothing, smoking like two chimneys. The lights are dimmed, the wine is good and the music is soothing. We chat about…… Continue reading M – Part seventeen…
Back at my desk, I can let myself be tempted by a quick surf on Gabriel’s Facebook page. Here, it is nice because the office uses high speed internet, unlike the what-ever-barely-connecting-me-to-the-web-line I have at home. I go from one album to the next, keeping just enough attention to the oustide world to close…… Continue reading M – Part Sixteen
I stretch a little, and lay back on the bed. I know it right away when sleep isn’t on its way… My body is exhausted, but I know I won’t get off easily. Not for a while, that’s for sure. So I think about my day, and review the chores and shopping I have…… Continue reading M – Part Fourteen
I eventually peak at my watch and realize I really have to leave, but I can’t find the words to put an end to our improvised head-to-head. I don’t have to, as he does it. -I have to go. If I don’t head in, I’ll be outpaced by all the neighborhood’s regular famished clients.…… Continue reading M – Part Ten
I’m left to dry, literally, five minutes before a (not to say “the”) nurse comes to pick me up from beside Pénélope. I understand that my claustrophobia hasn’t seen anything if I thought that was a tiny waiting room. The office… Hmm, no, I cannot be disrespectful towards worthy offices… Let’s try again; the…… Continue reading M – Part Three
Cyranny's Cove 