You Were Probably Even There

In ALL, DRUNKEN BLOGGING by Stephanie Klein0 Comments

It was at my uncle’s holiday party in Connecticut. There was valet parking and passed appetizers on silver trays. A grand piano, children dressed in holiday velvets, with plaids and white tights, woolen dress coats taken from us. Curio cabinets, chesterfields, and credenzas, furniture we didn’t know belonged in a house.  My cheek on a bedroom rug at one point. I wish you were there with me in the growing up of it all, in the family drives to the family parties. I wish you were a part of my life for all the small observations, witnessing the balloon slip up the stairwell. My uncle’s wife began to cry. A cousin gave her Yorkie some Helium to see what would happen. What happened is that I’ve remembered an icicle’s worth, a slip of a moment, and even that, I wish was spent with you.

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