It was their anniversary and the 9,855th morning together since the 17th day of June and here they sat at their 23 year old kitchen table across from each other
He wore his daughter’s discarded pink parka with the hood over his downcast head and his face framed in the white fluffy trim mumbling to himself as he reviewed a thick library book including many Rumi writings
She sat quietly in front of an empty cup with her legs tucked under a WWII dark blue tattered trench coat with an orange and black muffler from her son’s college team wrapped once around her neck and again before her mouth
The two were already polar opposites when they began their family of four in the 20th century but now in the 21st you have to understand they’re in an empty frozen nest coping the best they can -
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