Blow Off the Dust
by Cristine A. Gruber

(Sequel to 42 Days Since the Death of His Wife)

The lonely one returns,
a mere three weeks and two days later.

Hair unkempt, in need of a shave,
clothing disheveled, still wearing his ring.

I bypass the tea,
offer a beer instead.

Standing behind me as I lean on the fridge,
he asks me softly if I have anything stronger.

I retrieve the whiskey, blow off the dust,
wash two glasses, drink to his health.

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