Her arrival was unannounced.
Loud and intentional her approach. The doorbell pressed twice, a slight pause then thrice. The curtain shifted for a view of intrude. The door crept inwards slow. He stood confound.
She said, “are you gonna just stand there or go fetch me a drink?”
He fetched. She followed.
She didn’t inquire about the Ms.
Quite frankly, she could give a rat’s ass.
Her mourning coffee 