PEOPLE / Car Keys in Hand Across From the Sub-Post Office on Smith Street

He asked me to read the letter.
First I thought he wanted directions.
But no, he wanted me to read the letter.
It was from Rhode Island Hospital.
So you visited the Emergency Room, I said.
Yes.
You had a test?
Yes.
Well it was positive.
So I don’t have it?
No, you do. Positive means you do. It’s not a serious disease. You must take antibiotics. You have to call this number.
My glasses fell on the ground and he picked them up.
He got into his shiny maroon sedan and I got into my Galapagos Green Honda Civic.