Lemons for William

"She came over at 11 last night to make lemonade for me."


"lemonade?"


"Yea."

"Is that was she was calling it?"


"This woman is different or maybe I am." He finished his beer and flagged a waitress down for another. "She came over with about 8 lemons, raw cane sugar and a small container of blackberries." He said pulling himself closer to the table.


"At night?"


"Yea."


"No Vodka?"


"No thank you."


"What is the significance of this?"


"You can't see?"


"You seem to be amiss yourself."


"Amiss?"

"Yea."

"What the fuck is that word doing in your sentence? Anyway I claim to not know, but its her weightlessness and authenticity. There was some carnality to our evening, but don't you see? Authenticity is somewhere in those lemons."