Frankie arrives for the weekend,
carts all the books for the launch
down my front steps to her car
bundle by bundle by bundle,
cooks me a tasty vegan casserole
she prepared at home (though she
isn’t vegan) and makes me laugh a lot,
over a glass of cab merlot (organic).
Then we both decide on a good rest
before all the fun we expect tomorrow.
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