For lunch we had muffins. Big fat ones filled with blueberries and bananas and oatmeal. We argued over which was healthier bananas and oatmeal or the blueberries, deciding in the end that our raspberry, lemon teas were probably the least healthy of all. I remember your big sunglasses and deeply red lipstick, and wishing I was even close to as brave as you. Later, we walked down to an antique store where you filled your arms with anything that had owls on it. You always knew what you wanted. Sometimes I wonder if you remember that day. If I had your number I’d call and ask. I’d call and say, “I looked it up, mine was healthier.” And hopefully you’d laugh.
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