The Day We Met

It was a perfect sunny day; I was sitting by the window of the living room leaving them wide open to enjoy the light summer breeze that was blowing. I was reading one of my favourite novels and taking in all the summer sun that I could because soon fall would set in, the sun would become sparse, and the wind would become chill. I was so lost in the book that I didn’t notice Mrs. Marshal was walking from the front yard so when she called me I was startled. “Whenever I see you there’s always a book in your hand.” “Yes Mrs. Marshal, just taking in the sun and enjoying the book”, I laughed a little at her comment and replied. “Where is your mother?” “I think she’s in the kitchen. Let me get the main door for you.” I went to open the main door and she came in, taking my place by the window. Mom and Mrs. Marshal started talking about a new neighbour supposed to move in tomorrow. Mrs. Marshal loved to gossip and would target everyone in the lane to join in. Most ladies like my mom only indulged to be good to her.