Private Eye
We pass by the house frequently since it sits on a busy thoroughfare. We know to look every time we pass and guess what will we see. Will it be the two Dalmatians, sitting on the couch that backs up to the giant panel window, waiting for their human to come home? Or will it be their human, sitting slightly to the right of middle (allowing for a better view of the giant mounted tv across the room) of the said couch. They are never there at the same time. It’s one or the other. One sleepless night, when my body was willing but my brain was not, I did a little sleuthing. It’s amazing what you can find out about a complete stranger. His name is Gary and, from what I can tell, he’s never been married. He has worked his way up in a air duct company. He’s now the senior VP but it’s a small company and he still goes out on jobs, judging from the reviews on Yelp. I know he has two siblings and that their father passed away in 2018. His memorial was held in a Buddhist temple and Gary sr. soun
ALWAYS wine, dear, ALWAYS.
ReplyDeleteOh oh . . . the caffeine in the iced tea kept you up? Wine will put you to sleep, so . . . .
ReplyDeleteI can relate!
ReplyDeleteI'll call you next time, I'm always in that state into the wee hours.
ReplyDeleteHa! That was fun. I hope you eventually got the sleep you needed.
ReplyDeleteYes to wine!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a plan! Great poem too.
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