Conversation · Washerwoman

"You're still up?"

"Yes. I can't really sleep anymore. Only a few hours a night. It happens when you grow older..." She sloshes the water in the bucket around for a bit.

"My suggestion is -- don't. Don't grow any older than you already are. That's old enough." She smiles. "What's troubling your mind?"

There's a gap where the name of that song should be. You should ask her about it, right now!

The old woman shakes her head slowly. She drops the rag into the bucket -- it's clean now.