She sat back and listened.
She had patience.

….plywood over windows 50 stories up,
space for the twenty
first century, prestige retail shopping, concierge
service what more
could his thriving
business ask for

She heard the wind
working the plywood
loose it will
inevitably flutter down
looping in the wind
appearing lighter than it is
until it hits the ground
with a crash.

….we have a timetable
to keep. It’s our livelihood. Customers
are waiting. The
city needs its
landmark opening December.

Fine,
then go, you do what you
have to do.
Maybe I’ll be here
when you get home.

Maybe not.