Aircraft Pendulum World

DAY ONE:

The last thing I heard Tony say: he didn't pack a coat because the weather in Florida was 80 degrees.

Wear a cape and pointed shoes, I don't care.

A telephone call, a honking taxi, a shuffle of obsequious luggage and a door click shut.

The children came. In their trenchcoats.

Their hair blotted the color of IAMS Senior Formula Lamb and Rice, and their knee socks filamented and ambiguous.

This would be an aborrhent week.

I climbed into the empty newspaper box under the bed and huddled myself to sleep.