We see her almost every day, Stella and I. I say good morning just because. For ten months she didn’t answer. Then a little while ago she answered. “Good morning.”
Last week, I could see as I approached, that she was looking at me, anticipating it.
“Good morning.” “Good morning.”
And today, she said it first.
With a smile.
l don’t know what it means, but now I am looking forward to it.