by Alice Wooledge Salmon
‘I saw you the other day.’
‘Yeah?’
‘Yah. In Clapham. On my way to Highgate.’
‘Uh, huh.’
‘Yes. By that street with the cinema, couple of restaurants. An art gallery. That short street near the Common, you know?
‘Mmm.’
‘Reminded me of St-Germain-des-Prés in the ‘60s. All sorts of people, and things happening. A place coming up in the world.’
‘St-Germain-des-Prés? In Clapham?’
‘Sure. I waved to you.’
‘Hey! And who waved back?’
Alice Wooledge Salmon is a Londoner who writes short fiction and lengthy essays.
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#1 by S de Assaf on March 16, 2011 - 8:25 am
Very drole – loved the last line. Aso the idea of a St Germain in Clapham.
#2 by Jennifer walmsley on March 16, 2011 - 11:19 am
I loved this. It made me laugh. Great last line.
#3 by John Ritchie on March 16, 2011 - 7:48 pm
Yeah. Neat, petite and with a great ass! My kind of story.
I like.
John
#4 by Sandra Davies on March 17, 2011 - 2:07 pm
Deceptively simple, sharp and funny
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