Best friends

You and your best friend George Clooney
are sat in the Pret by Vauxhall station
enjoying a coffee. You have a decaf latte,
George has a flat white.
He asks you how your morning was
and you start to tell him all about getting up early
to feed our son after a difficult night but
George manages to nervously bring the
conversation
round to ER and how Ocean’s Twelve gets a bad rap.
You smile in that way that makes the sun rise
and George feels safe to complain about his bad back.

© Carl Burkitt 2020

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