Saturday in CinCity

Our Friends in Minnesota

by Amy M. Clark

A woman (I would be her) says
to a man (he would be you),
"Let's go stay with Ted and Jan."

And what are Ted and Jan?
Ted and Jan are our friends
who live by the lake in Duluth.



They have beautiful teenage daughters.
Tanya, the older one, plays the cello.
Shelly captains the Irish dance team.

Ted and Jan have invited us up
to sail with them anytime we want.
Late June is good. In the evening,

we play cards on their screened deck.
Crickets. Cocktails. Tanya comes down
and drapes over the back of Ted's chair,

her arms around his shoulders. "Daddy,
I see you're losing again," she teases.
"Where's the love?" Ted says, and Jan

flourishes another full house. Her cheeks
are reddened from the day on the boat.
Later, we listen to Ted strum the guitar,

and we talk of food and people we know.
When Shelly isn't in by eleven, we hear
of the boy she's taken up with,

the one who threw up in the lilac bushes
outside their window. "He's a good kid,
though," Ted says. Jan arches one eyebrow,

as she's always done. But here's
Shelly now, chiming, "I'm home."
Is it too much to say I'm happy,

viewing from my deck chair, my arms
around my knees? Tucked in the attic bed,
you and I hold hands and giggle and talk

about Ted and Jan. I made them up,
and I made up you. The old boards
shift and settle, as dreamers do.

Comments

  1. I hope this means you're at the lake this weekend and not just dreaming it. If so, enjoy!

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  2. I wish! HoneyHaired, Hubby and dog just got back after 4 days there while I was working--and sick with laryngitis,etc. to boot. Actually made it easier to come home and collapse night after night. The boxerdog thinks he's a mighty hunter now after chasing Lake Erie Black Snakes and watching the loons and cranes. :>)

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