Saturday Gathering

The first lady arrives with a magazine and a steaming cup of coffee. She leans against the building, takes in the view across a quiet parking lot. She checks her watch, tells herself to relax, it will be a fair portion of time.

Another arrives with similiar items to pass the time. She claims a section of the low planter as a seat, grateful the maintenance man has not turned on the watering system.

They greet each other. Chat for a minute. Nod at an early morning walker or comment on the weather.  Welcome another early customer and together they pass the cluster of minutes until the beauty shop opens and they can receive fresh hairstyles.

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