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Prickly Prompts - 6. #774 Me and I
I watch the huge, golden ‘thirty’ balloon bob up and down under the ceiling, following the hostess to my table. What a coincidence! Here I am treating myself to a nice lonesome meal, and there is another birthday party going on, much better attended than mine will ever be, mind you. As we get closer, I can see everyone staring at me. My hand shoots to my throat, adjusting the knot of my suddenly too-tight tie. Beads of sweat are running down my back. A guy wearing a green shirt steps aside just when we pass the table, and my gaze falls on familiar curly brown hair. I know the reason for the small scar bisecting the left eyebrow. Bicycle accident, and— Mum’s pearls. A tentative smile greets me. And all of a sudden I have my arms full of me, and I can see myself mirrored in my eyes as the scent of Jil Sander’s ‘Sun’ envelops me, and she whispers, “I’m so glad you came out today.”
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