Prompt: I remember rainy days through a window ...

...and the house was quiet except for the sound of the tv where we watched reruns of The Brady Bunch and then later Happy Days came on and by then I'd gone upstairs, to check on things but no one had come home yet and you were hungry and I was hungry and the refrigerator held maybe a cup of milk settled in the bottom of the carton, a six pack of Rolling Rock, a jar of mayonnaise with an expired date and the remains of last night's take out chicken that I put on a plate and trundled down to you and we both sat there on the couch carefully removing slivers of meat and washing them down with sips of milk and hysterical laughter.