Half-way through the gig, a very old acquaintance of the woman who owns this house (let's call her Paula) arrived with his wife. He's a retired college professor Paula hasn't seen since she studied under him in the early 80s. She invited them to hang out here while she's on island holiday and have a happy reunion when she returns.
Somethings I Notice (acronym SIN): Based almost entirely on my esteemed interpretation of "retired college professor," I put in some time making things extra nice in the house the day of their arrival. I thought it would reflect badly on Paula if the house was messy when they arrived. In my head, it was 1972 again and I was a 17-year-old small town colored girl entering a private all-white university on scholarship, trying to make a good impression. I won't go into all the fantasies I had about how the three of us would pass the time until Paula returned.
|Goody Two Shoes|