Opened the door, saw her standing there, and suddenly realized that I
had been wearing the same yellow cotton house dress night and day since
Saturday. She was wearing clean jeans and an ironed cotton top with
little flowers.
I used to live in jeans. Always too tight now.
The yellow house dress came from a yard sale. Snaps up
in front. The kind I wouldn't have been caught dead in, in the fifties.
There were a lot of them. I bought them all.