Tuesday, February 11, 2014

DId I Kill Her?

Five friends came over for dinner last night. Dear friend, Bruce, asked me to make the dinner for four mutual friends as his "good-bye" dinner before leaving for Europe. Sue, one of the guests, was immediately unwelcome because she was coughing but what could I do?

Just after desert we noticed Sue had long been absent—and that's remarkable in a one-bedroom apartment. Maureen found her on the floor in my bathroom so we called 911. Sue, it turns out, has COPD and had developed pneumonia.

Note to friends: Guests in like condition are unwelcome. Nothing personal.

Today was Fish Day. Costin came for one of his bi-monthly visits. He makes me feel so Downton Abbey, having staff—Costin, my fish man.

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