I Married a Wealthy 79-Year-Old Woman for Her Money—After She Died, Her Lawyer Slid Me a Cardboard Box and Said, “You Walked Straight Into Her Trap”
I say:
“You’re dead.”
She answers:
“That sounds like an excuse.”
Then I wake up.
I do not interpret dreams as messages.
Florence would probably insult me if I did.
Memory knows how to improvise.
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