gabbro

If anyone ever asked about Gabbro, she had a story waiting.

Gabbro looks out at nothing, his eyes incapable of focusing.

Some were made of gabbro, and a difficult material to carve.

He put on a serious look and told Gabbro, Listen.

She can see Gabbro in his front room, no April.

Gabbro stands in the bedroom door, not so much lost now as he is surprised.

In the area between the two complexes, there is some amount of gabbro.

But it still seems small, particularly with Gabbro home and rooting about in his massive way.

The larger part are made from basaltic rock and gabbro.

"That's gabbro," she might say, trying to sound completely confident.

Gabbro said: So you're moving in upstairs from me?

Gabbro couldn't have imagined this circumstance if he had tried.

Gabbro moves aside just enough for him to pass.

She wants to talk to Gabbro, not knowing what she might say if given the chance.

Gabbro tries guessing the point in all of this nonsense.

It makes Gabbro patient and his patience lets her make demands on him.

Gabbro is now plugging himself into a length of thick cable.

She won't like being left out of the show, and Gabbro decides to have fun with it.

But she can imagine the fight's intensity, offering herself to Gabbro as something passive.

They glance at each other, then the man says, "Gabbro remembers.

Now Gabbro is staring up at the sun, eyes absolutely human in looks but indifferent to the glare.

He heard Gabbro say something about a jerk.

Gabbro ignored her as he lifted Toby, carrying him out through the front room with one arm.

Gabbro considers every detail, top to bottom, and finds one snag.

Gabbro says nothing, the eyes struggling to focus.