By Lynn Kozlowski

Five old widows gather for their monthly potluck. Dishes from Lebanon, Italy, and local delicacies fill the table. They chat about current projects and are planning for the near weeks. For one of them a stray reminiscence surfaces: “Bob and I used to go to this old-fashioned motel. Separate wood cottages. We cooked out next to the river. Quiet spot. Easy time.” She savors the recollection of lost times beside the dark river in the evening but soon returns to the room. Matters and tasks are here and before them—the shared food, the company, and things still to do.

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Lynn Kozlowski’s writing has appeared in such places as 50-Word Stories, Every Day Fiction, Friday Flash Fiction, The Dribble Drabble Review, The Quarterly, The Malahat Review, Five Minutes, and failbetter.com. He has a volume of short pieces, Historical Markers (Ravenna Press) https://ravennapress.com/books/historical-markers/  He divides his time between New York State, USA, and Ontario, Canada.