Dinner

I’m cooking shrimp scampi and listening to the Highwaymen. Their song ‘Deportee’ comes up and, as always, I tear up.

Tragedy put to music evokes my tears.

Tragedy on the nightly news less so.

Sadly.

That tear drops from my cheek and into the sauce I’m stirring.

Probably won’t affect the taste.

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