Women Seeking - Women 74

Her name was June. She ordered black coffee, no sugar, and sat down without taking off her coat.

“Women seeking women, 74. Retired librarian. Love dogs, rainy afternoons, and books that take their time. Not looking for a project or a nurse. Looking for someone to argue with about whether fog is sad or sexy. Let’s get coffee and see who looks away first.” women seeking women 74

At 2:07, the door opened. A woman in a forest-green raincoat, silver hair cut short, glasses perched on a chain. She scanned the room, and when her eyes met Margo’s, she didn’t smile. She just raised one eyebrow, as if to say: You. Okay. Let’s see. Her name was June