Meeting
I’m waiting for the waitress to bring me my key lime pie. I check my watch. There’s still time. “Hey, there! I almost missed you. You did something to your hair.” You sit down opposite me. “Oh, yeah,” I say, still looking for the waitress. “You probably forgot. It was just last week, but of course, we haven’t seen each other in –“ “Must be five years now?” you act like it’s a question, but I know you know exactly…