“Real”
Vacation had been unfolding as if charmed. With car windows open, idling in the small grocery’s parking lot, we studied the local map of Provincetown.
If Mary Oliver would only wander past, all would be perfect. And there she was, seen through the windshield, walking, head down and hands in pockets, toward the store.
“Excuse me,” I blurted. “Are you Mary Oliver?”
Shocked, she tensed and sputtered, “No!”
Quickly: “Well, if you were, I would just want to say that your work has meant a great deal to me.”
An uncertain pause, then, “Thank you,” and her generous smile.
Perfect.
Photo credit: Nicole
This was an excellent use of 100 words, thanks! Jeff
Love this!
A wonderful moment, captured perfectly. Bravo.
Thank you, Holly! It was, wonderful. A little frighteneing, for us both, but that passed…