The First Word

Same gym. Same time. Different days. We don’t talk. We just nod.

Every day. I think about saying something. But I don’t. Because what if

it’s awkward? But what if they don’t remember me? But what if I’m interrupting?

We’ve already nodded for months. That has to count for something. I almost walk away.

But then I stop. Because the only real problem… …is not saying anything at all.

Hey. Hey. And just like that… problem solved. Sometimes the hardest

part is the first word.