Last week, she canceled because sheoverexerted herself: she had made two trips to the groc(ah)ry store because it might rain.
(Rain with a walker can be a scary.)
This week, I met her at the paratransit authority's office and afterward, she wanted to go out for coffee.
I had also mentioned tea--but 'Nah. I'm not a tea-drinkah.' So we went to a new place given we were in a new 'hood.
During our time of sipping our drinks and sitting out in the sun, I found myself feeling something inside: a growing fondness of her.
As she talked, I noticed her boisterous cheeks had gotten bigger than when I first met her in autumn. And as result, they now rise and fall with her facial expressions differently than before: they animate her face and pair well with her eyes, eyes that can surely speak fine for themselves without words.
