"n th e bed in the spare bedroom of thethe coat p ile gr O Seaport condo ows, humped up like a mutant octop us , tentacles smelling of perfu me, and leath er ."
"When everyone at the party was in the kitchen and living room , the son sneak s in , rifl e s through the po ckets , a nd take s a little change from each . His ey es perk thinking he feels paper money . But it is just a handwr itte n note i n the furry pocket of a woman' s coat , s igned by his father . H e doesn't really know the wor ds , b ut recognizes love , I'll tell her , and knows they're private words . W ords that mean goodbye, w ords he can't undo, even if he p ut s them back ."
A spare-bedroom bed in a Seaport condo holds a pile of coats humped like a mutant octopus, tentacles smelling of perfume and leather. A party leaves everyone in the kitchen and living room while a son sneaks into the spare bedroom and rifles through coat pockets, taking small change from each. He feels what he thinks might be paper money but instead finds a handwritten note in a woman's furry pocket signed by his father. He cannot fully read the words but recognizes love in the phrase "I'll tell her," understands their privacy and finality, and senses that the words mean goodbye he cannot undo even if he returns them.
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