I came in late to back to school night and had to stand along the wall with the other late Dads. She was not hard to spot. Her body was tilted forward with listening as the teacher went on about the grades and participation requirements. There was a pause in the speech and she turned her head ever so… and her eye caught me and she winked. She winked at me with a broad smile and a little star light.
And it made me feel the way I did the first time she opened a door in NY to show me, her prospective sublease tenant, her tiny one room apartment, saying, “Welcome. Come on in.”
