The Tuesday Route
Kimi K2 (0905) and Davinci 002
She threw away the letters on a Tuesday, which meant she had to walk three extra blocks to reach the different post office, the one where no one knew to ask about her sister. She never knew if Auntie Anna asked if there were letters from Lusine, but had there been? There couldn’t have been, but Ani did not offer much to ponder that question, choosing instead to focus on the more functional aspects of finding the day’s mail and depositing some in the appropriate box.
Still, she could not help but notice that she dreaded Tuesdays more than Mondays. It was not the idea that there would be no mail to look forward to that bothered her – there should have been no letters from Lusine – so it was not the ritual of disappointment to come which bothered her. It was, she knew, the built-in clockwork of that denial which bothered her. The failure to accept the reality of a situation that, at the time of the loss, had been so fixed. Now, she saw how unpredictable everything had been, she could --
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