This piece is not typical of my blog — it was submitted as an entry at www.writersread.org

Out the window the sky looked like lead, and I thought we ought to hurry.  So we wrapped up the meeting, excused ourselves, and dashed down the street, sprinting from the shelter of one awning to the next, harried by wind and sheets of water.  At the restaurant, finally, we stripped off dripping coats, greeted colleagues, strolled past a display of fish sitting on banks of ice, flown in fresh from around the world, bright lights shining on open mouths and sightless eyes.

Once seated, the talk turned to business.  Someone ordered a bottle, and before I could wave a hand, the waiter filled my glass.

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