A local coffee shop has been advertising a muffuletta since October, coming soon. Mom was really looking forward to it. For Mardi Gras it wasn’t here. In May, not here. The last time we were in, Mom said rather loudly: I’ll be dead before that sandwich comes out.
When Austin and I were in, looking for a break from the tragedy of losing Mom, I noticed the sign still said, Coming Soon.
Me, leaning to Austin: If Mom were here, she’d say, “I told you so.”
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