A Bit of Good Cheer
July 5, 2012
Alice lit up when I told her KD Lang had recently moved to Portland. She clasped her hands together and asked if it was possible we might run into her.
KD Lang had been one of her favorite singers back in the days when Alice’s hearing was fully intact. (During this same time period, Paula Poundstone was her favorite comedienne until Ellen DeGeneres came along. Are you catching a drift here?)
She was only half joking about a chance encounter. After all, Portland is Wonderland to small-town Alice. Anything could happen in a city. Or almost anything.
At first I considered addressing her question rationally. The places Alice goes regularly outside of The Place: macular degeneration eye doctor, dentist, Goodwill, the Dollar Store. The places KD Lang goes regularly: Unknown, though probably not those places.
But Alice has had such a hard time lately with Celia missing from her life that I decided to leave the door open. Why not?
“Possibly,” I said, as I packed up the grocery bags and picked up my purse. Our visit was over. I’d saved the best for last, and now it was time to go.
“What will I say to her?”
She began to puzzle over a little speech for the possible meet-up. It seemed to make her so much happier just to think about such an encounter.
I kissed her cheek. “You’ll come up with something.”
Alice believes so fervently in whimsy that when I left her apartment I found myself preparing my own speech that I’d better have ready when I see KD Lang. All that came to mind was this: Thank you. Thank you so much. And thank you some more, you dazzler.