100 Words: Lingering in pajamas

Lingering in pajamas. Rain overnight, then this morning the sun made a break for it but the clouds roped it in and we are sunk again in the universal gray. Frenetic Zoom meeting with the extended family; my 99-year-old grandfather just a pair of eyes bobbing at the bottom of the screen while assorted aunts and cousins shriek and wave. Faces, faces. On a card table in the living room a jigsaw puzzle of assorted cats slowly assumes its shape: the York chocolate, the calico, and Pixie Bob, a cat named after a haircut. Outside is a mirage we ignore.