The two elderly ladies sat in the back garden enjoying the warm weather.
There was something special about them. Although getting on in years and not related to each other, they had grown up together. They could easily be sisters, but they aren’t. Despite looking very much alike, one had grey hair, the other’s was white. So much had happened in their lifetimes. Today seemed to be a good time for reminiscing.
“Do you remember what we were doing ten years ago, to this very day?” Said grey.
“Go on.” Said white.
“You must remember!” said the other.
“Oh! You know, the old brain box isn’t what it used to be. Ten years you say?”
“Yes, to the day.”
White shook her head and stretched. “There were a lot of people dying, I know that. The virus went global that year, of course.”
“Yes, but what were we doing?” asked grey. After a pause, she went on. “I’ll tell you. It was the day of the move.”
“Oh! Yes. The day we came here to be closer to the factory,” said the other.
“That’s right,” said grey. “We moved here and things changed big-time for the boss. I remember all he used to talk about was how he had shut down all his production lines… except for facemasks, of course.”
“I suppose he became rich, doing that,” said white.
“I think he did. Just think about how our lifestyles improved around that time.”
“Yes. Weren’t we lucky?”
Grey thought for a bit. “We were… not like some.”
“Ah! Memories… yes. Weren’t we young!”
Grey yawned. “We certainly were, we were only kittens then.”