1607

"And you too Lazarus", says Aaron, between bites of cheese. He rather makes me think of a giant mutant mouse right now. "That's right. I knew you when I was serving tables at the Green Room. You seemed very interesting." "I don't know whether to say thank you or not for that little comment." "Interesting in a good way. There was something very minimalist and very attractive about you. What, if I may ask, was happening in your life at the time." "I was homeless." "No way." "Not street homeless. I was staying with my father part time in Robert's Creek, then I would spend the balance of the week couchsurfing with various friends in Vancouver. Your restaurant became a kind of way station for me. A refuge actually. You and Jason treated me with a lot of kindness at a time when I was needing a lot of kindness. Did I ever properly thank both of you." "It was always a pleasure seeing you there", says Jason. Then he pauses, his eyes widening theatrically (of course) and says. "That is the first tine I have remembered this." "Me too" says Lazarus