The pavement shifted.
I caught the door handle.
« That was graceful, » I muttered.
He hadn’t fixed my grief.
Benny pressed against my shoe.
I’d skipped lunch.
I didn’t want to drive while I felt lightheaded, so I went into a café across the road with DOGS WELCOME on a chalkboard.
A golden retriever was asleep beneath a table near the window.
It was enough for me.
I’d skipped lunch.