I Didn’t
by Bobbi Lurie
Issue No. 205 ~ June, 2014
I looked at John from the corner of my eye as I listened to the traffic swoosh by on the Pacific Coast Highway. “You have lipstick on your teeth,” John said.
I looked at John from the corner of my eye as I listened to the traffic swoosh by on the Pacific Coast Highway. “You have lipstick on your teeth,” John said.
Dementia got up and started wandering, tasting food from the plates of strangers.