Thursday, March 22, 2018

75/365/Secrets and Lies in 56

After Mali
A friend left a teapot at my house. I put it aside, meant to return it to her. But we drifted, she moved, and I still had the teapot. Guilt did not propel me to return it; embarrassment beat good intentions. During my 2017 Things purge, I consigned it. I have heard nothing about it since.