Don’t Tell My Husband

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Don’t Tell My Husband

I have fallen in love
with the tech
at my CVS pharmacy:
He remembers my birthdate,
when we all wore surgical masks,
his eyebrows would smile
when I reached the front of the line.

3 thoughts on "Don’t Tell My Husband"

Gaby Bedetti says:

June 4, 2022 at 10:29 pm

Love the way “his eyebrows would smile” captures that (I hope) historical moment

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Pat Owen says:

June 5, 2022 at 5:19 pm

I won’t tell him though I think I saw him at Blue Dog recently not sure

I like the sly playful tone of this

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Kim Kayne Shaver says:

June 5, 2022 at 10:51 pm

Yes he and Fred and farm dog went out to lunch this week. Actually, he met “the tech” —we were at silver dollar. The tech was surrounded by women. We are about 2 or maybe 3 times their age.

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