The humidity has lifted a bit, said the one.
Yes, replied the other.
Do you think the world is ending? asked the one.
The other frowned. Right now?
Yes, said the one.
I shouldn’t think so, the other said.
But…do you? pressed the one.
No, said the other firmly.
Will you hold me? asked the one.
Of course, said the other.
The two embraced for a time.
This is nice, said the one.
Yes, agreed the other.
[later that day]
It’s time to go, said the other.
Where to? asked the one.
Out for tea…remember? said the other.
Of course, replied the one shyly.
The other draped a shawl around the one’s shoulders.
But it’s so hot! cried the one.
The teahouse is cold, though, said the other.
The one smiled. You’re sweet. Tell me how you got to be so sweet.
I went to night school, the other said.
Oh, now you’re silly! sang the one.
The other smiled and took the one’s hand.
Hurry now, our tea is growing cold.