No One Is Listening

I am going to Cuba, Susan said at the same time Diane said she was going to Spain. Elise and I were staring outside; I was reflecting on whether or not it could rain. I think I will kill my dog this week, Marcia said, testing our hearing, and our attention. No one was listening to each other, these friends and I, a fact I barely have to mention. I had a date with a guy on Plenty of fish, Loretta said. He was unkempt, and rather harried. I told you those idiots are players, Jenny said, and some of the thicker bearded ones are married. I am going to Cuba, Susan tried again. But no one was listening, so nobody heard. We were now busy cautioning Loretta about writing and texting to this crazy nerd. Rain I think, Elise said. I am definitely killing the dog, Marcia offered, her ring glistening. No one heard, because frankly we have been friends so long, no one is ever truly now listening.