Welcome to SeniorVu’s daily ‘flash fiction’, with the continuing saga of Mary Lu at the Vu. Mary Lu is a 78-year old fictitious resident of a fictitious senior living community called Hickory Hills View (a.k.a. The Vu). Every night, while her husband Bobby (he’s fictitious too) sleeps next to her, she sends her sister Carolyn (yup, fictitious) an entertaining email updating her on the day. These are her stories. We hope they become as addictive as your morning cup of coffee.
Disclaimer: Even though these stories may sound familiar to your community, the story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this series are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.
My meeting with Anna Aaronsen is tomorrow and I’m a little obsessed.
I spent the afternoon shopping and trying to find an outfit that says, “My life is great,” without showing off too much.
While I still don’t know whether I like my dye job — and I suspect Angela, Noreen and Jackie are being diplomatic about it – it seems to have given Bobby a new swing in his step. Tonight, he took me for a romantic dinner at this little Italian bistro in the strip mall.
Maybe I’m overthinking this. But he never cared about my hair color before, so I don’t think it’s the honey brown. And I don’t think he’s rediscovering his youth. To be honest, I suspect he feels like he’s having an affair with a younger woman — without breaking his vows.
And if that is the case, should I be mad at him?
Speaking of weird, Jackie and I went up to the top floor this evening and dropped in on Ira and Nancy Brandon. We said we’re trying to learn more about some of the new people in the community, specifically their next door neighbor, Max Jones.
They were uneasy and lowered their voices.
“He’s creepy,” Nancy said. “He talks to things.”
Ira said they hear him in his apartment having conversations at all hours of the night — when there’s nobody else there. They’ve tried, but they can’t ever make out specific words. They didn’t know much about his background, either.
Jackie and I decided to visit Max, but we didn’t want to go there alone until Jackie had time to do more research. At the very least, we could find out where he sits at dinner and spy on him there.
In the meantime, I’ve got a lunch to prepare for. I was never this nervous on dates, so I don’t understand why I’m so shaky about seeing Anna. I’ll let you know how it goes.
P.S. To catch up on all of my previous Mary Lu at The Vu posts, click here to go back to Day 1.