Alkaline
there was the time in the middle of the grocery store. after dinner. maybe a drink or two. what was it we were shopping for? batteries?
we turned the corner of the aisle and there she was. big eyes, head full of brown little curls, just over a year old or so. she caught both our eyes. kind of stopped us in our tracks. she was with her grandmother, looking up at her from the seat of the shopping cart with her wild, toothy grin.
i was thinking it the moment we saw her, catching us off guard. i just didn’t know you were thinking it too.
maybe it was the two-for-one’s at dinner, maybe it was the way the fluorescent lights were bouncing off that adorable, perfect stranger’s eyes. but something that evening let you speak candidly about what your once broken and now mending heart so often tries much too hard to keep at bay.
i was headed toward the AA’s when you pulled me round to face you. i want a little girl, you said to me. surrounded by alkaline with tears in my eyes i said, me too.
