she was up
now, she wandered to the window
…looking out into the London rain
though she wasn’t in London…
but she could have been.
Her mind drifted to her children…
where were they now?
what are they doing?
Are they alright?
When…will she see them again?
She went on to scramble the egg
use the Olive Oil
but butter on her toast, not chemically infested margarine!
She wandered to the window…
looking out…hoping…maybe today…
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