After the divorce, Sarah saw a psychic, which she knew was ridiculous.
“You will find love in the future,” he said. “A man who dances on water.”
But the psychic had no more to offer.
Without really thinking it through, Sarah tried ice skating, sailing, and Paris in the rain. The man was a no-show.
Five years later, Sarah looked out her condo window and saw the new neighbor, Sanjay Something, at the recycling dumpster. He was crushing plastic water jugs, standing on them and rocking his hips back and forth.
She grabbed her own recycling and rushed down.
Rebecca Gleason decided to be a writer at age five, after carefully considering careers in garbage removal and firefighting. Jobs in a New York literary agency and as a book editor eventually followed, as did, finally, some actual writing. She has published nonfiction, arts reviews, flash fiction, and a sonnet. She lives in the San Francisco Bay Area but left her heart in Seattle.
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