by Lori Cramer Something about Marjorie intrigued us. Was it her hair color? Her sense of style? The way she walked? We soon figured it out: She reminded us of us. So we agreed we’d let her sit at our table. Lucky her! She lunched with us every day for a month. But then she met Harry. Now she eats her meals at his table. Watches doubleheaders with him instead of double features with us. Strolls right by as if she doesn’t even know us. The nerve! So we’ve made a decision: That’s the last time we befriend anyone in this retirement home. * * * Lori Cramer’s 100-word stories have appeared in The Drabble, The Meadowlark Review, Whale Road Review, and elsewhere. Her work has been longlisted for the Wigleaf Top 50 and nominated for Best Microfiction. Find out more at https://loricramerfiction.wordpress.com. X: @LCramer29.
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