Thursday, 26 July 2012

Coffee on the marsh

Mum just walked in, listened to the music and asked "Who is that? She has such a beautiful voice..." So I turned to face her and said "Well she sure does. She's just someone I listen to, sometimes". "Doesn't she have a name?" the question came right back at me.

"She's Lucy, mum."

She whispered "oh" and walked out of the room as she asked me if I wanted to order anything to eat. I answered to her, while still listening to Lucy.

Lucy. She was just Lucy. Even to me.

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