charlotte

charlotte had invited me over for lunch but had forgotten to tell me she was watching her nieces and nephews and their friends. they were all about waist high and running around the house screaming like banshees and knocking into things. she had set a beautiful table on the patio, but the children were using it as a fort and charlotte didn't know how to tell them to stop. there was a neil young album playing really loud and i assumed she was trying to drown out the screaming. i said, 'how do you get them to settle down?'. she just looked at me, poured herself a full glass of wine and said she had no idea.

i eagerly accepted when she offered to reschedule.