Smoker Laugh.

Intentional time.  Something so hard to come by in a full, full season.  She holds my hand while we order t-shirts, she pulls me through parking lots feeling my sense of urgency--not the ugly sense, but the wild, fun sense--, and she sees all those details.  She leans over and asks, "Is that like a fun house funny mirror?" pointing to the curved, shiny metal on the back of the espresso machine.  Yes, my darling, it is sticking my tongue out knowing it will make her laugh her smoker woman laugh.  Intentional time and that laugh.

Day 18 of 31 of the #write31days challenge.