a glass of wine

I was down at the end of the last table.
There was no one to my right and no one
across from me.

It was Tom's birthday. He was at the head of the
table. Louise was sitting at his right. We were
sitting at four tables pushed together in a
restaurant in a hotel just off the highway that
runs down the East side of the South Bay.

from the notebook................................................... silicon valley
Uncle Roger File 2: The Blue Notebook by Judy Malloy
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