things in mom's pocket

My mother gave me her Tommy Hilfiger black rain coat when I was home. She had ... grown out of it. It was just what I needed, a dressy rain coat that would fit over my growing belly.

I didn't need a coat until this week, and it was perfect for the weather on Friday. It was in the high fifties, low sixties, threatening too rain.

I put my hands in my pockets as I walked and found a crumpled up tissue and a bright pink Estee Lauder lipstick. I opened up the cap and the lipstick arched perfectly to conform to a lip with a fine point at the end.

That's my mother's lipstick.