I woke up to the sounds of a hurricane.
I was in Queens with the Hubby, who was not my Hubby. Yet.
The intercom from the school was blarring:
"SCHOOL IS CLOSED TODAY."
I picked myself up. Dragged myself to work.
I had lived across the street from this place for years,
yet never ate there.
I wore a long black silk gown with high-heeled strappy shoes.
There were no limos idling on the block that night.
We were soaked just crossing the street.
I can't remember what I ordered,
only that there was warm chocolate soufflé for dessert.
2 hours later, we were back in bed.
Listening to the hurricane.