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This week’s prompt in association with Bee’s Love is in da blog: acquaint and/or friend.
I had an acquaintance once. If you can believe I have the wherewithal to actually acquaint with anyone in the first place.
I remember the day well, it was a Friday, I’m sure it was a Friday, because Friday’s are special in my world.
They always fall right before Saturday and on this particular Saturday coming there was an event I was looking forward to. It was going to be lamington bake day and as you would all know there is nothing quite as exhilarating as a good lamington bake.
But all that went out the window as on the Friday, as I was saying, I had my one and only encounter with what I would like to believe was an acquaintance.
The actual act of acquainting snuck up on me when I wasn’t anticipating it. I was in the supermarket buying the sponge cake, the chocolate icing, and the coconut all in readiness for the lamington bake the next day.
I dropped my change as it turns out and it was picked up by a woman who thereupon engaged me in conversation.
Soon we were in the food court having a coffee and a muffin, then it was lunch, then dinner.
Saturday morning I woke up in a strange bed, a strange house and a woman beside me I vaguely recalled from the day before.
She looked at me and I at her. She suggested it was time I left. I did.
It was, I later reflected, a surreal experience.
I saw her yesterday at the supermarket and in the true tradition of an acquaintance she nodded politely in my direction and hurried off.
Now I am left with this memory of the woman I acquainted and now feel obliged to refer to as an acquaintance. As time passes I’m not sure if her name was Lindy, Lulu, Lacy, Lily or Lucy.