from Chase
who could
I get it from?
I thought.
And thought.
And finally,
one person
came to mind.
I got on my bike,
pedaled over to
Trent’s, hoping
Robyn was home
and in the mood
to share some
information. Vital
information
to a person
desperate for
a new connection.
Timing Is Everything
Mine was impeccable that day.
Robyn answered the door,
quite noticeably strung.
Oh, hi. Trent’s not home.
He went into town with Mom.
“Cool. I wanted to see you.
Can I come in?”
I eased through the door.
I don’t know… um…
the house is a mess…