The sunglasses came off and dangled in the hand, as the smile sparked bright in greeting.
"How were the holidays?"
"I thought I was late..."
"They're in the Assembly Hall, aren't they?"
"It's hot today, isn't it?"
"They're predicting storms tonight though..."
"Your son's been here since second grade, hasn't he?"
"It was fun before, but now its serious - now they're in high school..."
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© Farmer 26 January 1996