Monday, December 29, 2014

It's a Lonely Job

Saturday night we stayed home cooking dinner curled up with our dog and radio.
A song came on that was inaudible.
"We should tell him," I said.
I called the radio station. The disc jockey, was so grateful to jump off his horse and chat.
He could've talked all night, I told my husband.
It's a lonely job.

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