What's With The Shoes?

One step.

One moment.

One heartbeat at a time.


He scribbled it onto the back of the bill:

Thank you for asking me if I was ok.
I wasn't.

(I wasn't.)
(I wasn't.)

Your question reminded me that it will be.

October played quietly on the speaker.
The coffee poured quietly into the cup.
He dried his eyes.

It wasn't..

It will be.