War Stories
Sep. 24th, 2019 09:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
poliphilo"Not so good," I said, referring to the weather.
"Me neither," said the delivery man, shuffling in.
We talked about his knee and the pain he was in as he carried the boxes from the van and I unpacked them.
"I'm on co-codamol for arthritis," I said, trying to lessen the guilt I was feeling for not helping with the carrying.
"Me too," he said, "Doesn't touch the pain..."
"Me neither," said the delivery man, shuffling in.
We talked about his knee and the pain he was in as he carried the boxes from the van and I unpacked them.
"I'm on co-codamol for arthritis," I said, trying to lessen the guilt I was feeling for not helping with the carrying.
"Me too," he said, "Doesn't touch the pain..."
