Creaking in the hallway. ‘Oh, gawd!’
Ina stepped out back for a smoke.
Truth be told, it was invigorating
to evade her morning adversary.
Coffee was black and steaming,
so no problem there, breathe.
Cigarette fondled aimlessly
between stained fingertips.
‘Humph!!’ Estelle grumbled,
her morning sport thwarted.
Nothing to complain about!
Coffee was perfect, ‘Humph!’
Now to the table, she scooted.
Martha sat sipping on a cuppa.
Estelle, ‘Gifting me a visitation?’
Martha smiled, raised her cuppa.
‘Seriously, why did you come today?’
‘I brought tidings from Loveworthy.’
‘Why doesn’t she just come herself?’
‘I know you miss her, love. I’m sorry.’
‘Well?’ Estelle impatient now, worried.
‘Loveworthy wishes you to call on her.’
‘Absurd! Am I to ride my walker, fly?’
‘Just say the word. We will take wing.’
Last luscious drag on the cigarette stub,
itching to provoke that irascible woman
win today’s match and revel in her coup,
Ina marched back into an empty kitchen.
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