Apr 20, 2005 13:17
While sitting in her usual spot, our lady pauses. This pause will explain itself, surely. She turns around in her seat, looking for the source of the feeling inside her. She notices the hostess; tall girl, short skirt, high heels, red lips, looking for love. She sees the people walking past; to the market they go to buy things they don't need. Perplexed she turns back to her work.
A while later she gets the same strange feeling. This time determined not to let it bother her, she takes a cigarette from her pack. Suddenly a man appears next to her table,
"pardon me, may i have a light? i seem to have misplaced mine."
She sits looking at her paper splayed on the table. After a moment of staring at the table and the papers, of awkward silence and the man shifting onto his heels, waiting, she finally turns to get a look at the person in question.
And in that moment, all things fade.
"sure, you can have a light"