Eunice

I was getting ready to go to bed when I heard a rapping at my window. It was Eunice. She’s a porcupine that sometimes ambles onto my property.

I opened my window and said, “Hi Eunice.”

Eunice said, “Hi, Brooks. I saw that your light was on. I hope it’s not too late.”

I said, “No. What’s up?”

Eunice said, “I was feeling lonesome. Can I come in for some tea?”

I said yes. Eunice came in. I made her some licorice tea.

Eunice and I ended up watching, “The Last Picture Show.” It’s one of my favorite films. Eunice had never seen it before. She said it was beautiful. I don’t think she said that because she was feeling needy. It really is a beautiful movie.