With the blinds half open, the office is cool, in the after noon. There is little money now, less than even last year. At least the fair is opening. A day, a night with twirled candy. I’ll drive, no I will. The conversation has not changed since last year. I wonder why the flag’s half high where the school’ll be empty for a month or more. I hope the aproned gal will serve the lunch just the same as last year.