Matinee
The lights came up in the movie theater, and everyone
filed out, moving on to the next part of their day.
The usher nodded to them as they left, then
methodically swept the floor clean of dropped popcorn and candy wrappers and
picked up empty paper cups.
The last thing she did was gently tap the dozing old
man on the shoulder. “The movie is over, sir.” And she smiled at him.
He smiled back, gently tucking the photo of his late
wife back into his lapel pocket.
“I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon” he said.
“We always loved the matinees.”
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