he was standing in the frozen food aisle
when she walked around the corner. she was
looking down and didn't see him. it had
been years. she looked up and turned her head in
his direction. their eyes met, a pause, a
burst:  "OH MY GOD! How are you??" she said as
she walked toward him with outstretched arms. he held
his arms out and as she folded into
him, their cheeks briefly touched and his eyes closed
as the refrigerator hum became
the sound of rain. rain outside a hotel
room in prague. the hush of soft rain mixed with
the drifting din of a street festival
below. a half-opened window pulled in
a curl of chilled air. he squeezed her body
and felt her skin.  the skin of her cheek on
his. in the frozen food aisle. in a prague
hotel room on a rainy afternoon.