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Announcement

I can picture it. The orderly, bringing in the mail. The postcard with pictures of us, the happy couple, dated two weeks ago and signed, “With all my love — Renie.”

The orderly asks, “Who got married?”

My mother replies, “I don’t know.”


Ladies’ night

Tonight is Ladies’ Night! the sign read.

Scrawled underneath: Every night is ladies’ night at the Mink. 

I straightened my tie. Paid the five dollar cover just for show. I caught your eye, and in the span of a breath, everything changed.