Chocolate and Toffee

Perusing chocolate on aisle twelve. 

 

Over he walks. 

 

Me, absentmindedly: Hey

 

Him: Hey, how are you?

 

Me: I’d be better if I could find chocolate with toff… oh, you’re my good luck charm. 

 

I clutch my bag of mercy good chocolate and toffee. 

 

Him: That’s the first time I’ve ever been called someone’s good luck charm. It’s usually some sort of four-letter word. 

 

It was Monday all dang day for me. 

 

Sunshine showed up on the candy aisle. Smile. 

 

Smiling is soul food. 

 

No. I’m slow. I didn’t look for a wedding ring. 

 

Though we speak the same languages, sarcasm foremost, I guess I’m just looking to smile, nothing more. And I’m okay. 

 

Gentleman.