“Fancy meeting you here,” she said.
“So, nice to see you, too,” the woman returned and avoided eye contact.
They focused on the iceberg lettuce, and
She pretended to care.
Wanting to be as ambivalent as she was to her father.
Her treatment of him undeserved, unwarranted, unfair.
Her esophagus gurgled and burned.
The vomit bubbled upward.
She continued to smile.
Her throat was on fire.
Her tongue ready to disarm, and
spew hate and contempt for
the mother, who never was.
She dropped a head of lettuce in the basket.
“Nice to see you again,” she said.
Note: Want to play? Go to a Thin Spiral Notebook and learn more. Here’s the snippet: Using “FANCY” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied.