Small Talk

'How have you been? How is your family?' I asked the shell of a woman From my knowledge of hospitality. 'Fine!' She said cheerfully Clinging tight to her woes. For who wants a sob story As far as small talk goes? 'I'm good too. Life's great!' I stretch my face to a smile. Pretending she wanted to know Shutting off my brain for awhile. 'Glad to hear.' She replied 'I'm actually miserable you know' She skipped the latter part however That's how small talk goes. 'See you later I heard.' It was me bidding her adieu. Knowing full well my intent Wouldn't give my words their due. My insincerity was appreciated Relieved as farewell she bode. She had played her part well As far as small talk goes.