and here is
the best part--i laughed.
i laughed when she yelled "targé".
maybe because
it sounded ridiculous
out loudor maybe
it was becausei wanted to cry.
my mother is gone
but in that momentshe was with me
being ridiculousand having fun.
She looked at me
with a temporary scowl.probably because
it seemed like i was a creep
who was eavesdropping.maybe She thought
i was stalking Herwhen these incidences
were nothing morethan chance.
YOU ARE READING
titles don't make sense for things like this
Short Storyshe has no direction and neither do I, but we manage to meet coincidentally.