It usually works, too.
“I thought we were talking about memory. Just an example of how we easily recall stuff from long ago. Right now I couldn’t tell you where I put my car keys after I came in the front door. See what I mean?”
I sat quietly, sipping my pop. Not sure what to say next. The cold liquid had a bitter taste and no bubbles.
Flat
Bernadette broke the silence. “Retaliation.”
“What do you mean?”
“Wait a minute.” She left and came back with her laptop; I set my drink aside while she fired it up.
“Let me see if I can find it again.”
“What are you looking for?”
“Give me a minute.” She reached for her wine glass and took a big gulp then started in on a coughing fit. She held up her hand. “I’m okay. Forgot…it wasn’t…water. Okay, better. Here it is. I’d bookmarked the article. LGBT abuse in rest homes.”
“They have articles on that?” I couldn’t believe it.
Who knew?