An elderly couple argued cheerfully over a crossword puzzle.
Life hadn’t paused.
Only I had.
Life hadn’t paused.
***
The following Tuesday, I went to the botanical garden.
Afterward I wandered through the farmers’ market. Bought peaches I didn’t really need.
Then drove to the little ice cream stand on Oakridge Street.
Vanilla.
Thomas had guessed correctly.
It was my favorite.
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