We walked down a crowded street.
The hustle and the honks
made hearing very difficult.
She refused to hold my hand,
her mood was crankier than ever.
She kept looking out in the distance,
She looked exasperated or bored.
I asked her, “What’s up with you today?”
She replied, “I want some pie to eat.”
I heard the last bit as ‘lie to meet’.
The noisy streets made my hearing weak,
so instead of checking again,
I apologised profusely,
over and over again.
She stared at me blankly
till we reached the end of the street.
There she found a bakery.
She dragged me in and
ordered some pie.
I watched her gobble it up.
I asked her what she had told at home?
She said, “I said I am out with you”
“But why do you ask. So suddenly that too.”
“Then why did you say you lied?” I asked
She looked at me bewildered.
She pointed at her plate and exclaimed,
“I just said I wanted some pie!”
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