Sylvia

Sylvia saw me walking with my broken foot in the big black boot. I was downtown and she stopped and gave me and Lily a lift home just as the painkiller was starting to wear off. I invited her into my garden and we ate black raspberries and mulberries off the bushes. She came inside and we looked through the kaleidoscope and had seltzer and orange juice with lots of ice to cool off. I wound up the yellow tin duck and ducklings toy and watched it moved across the turquoise linoleum. I put my broad rimmed white straw hat on her head and she loved it and we laughed.