Reunion

Today I go to my high school reunion – nothing big, just a potluck lunch. I bring the soda pop and bottled water.

I still think of us all as teenagers, and wonder at the ties between us, even though we’ve spent many more years apart than together. Nightmares, of course, about who may be coming, centering about a certain little witch who shall remain nameless.

Janet will not be there, which is a great shame, but she’s gone back to Real Life over at Bucknell.

And I must quit being paranoid and head to the grocery store…