At the shared table The Lady across from me looks almost too old for the Young Girl across from her.
The talk is light…The Girl may be going through puberty, The Mom may only be an academic…is that why they are both awkward?
The water I first received was warm. The second glass was room temperature. The third glass has ice in it.
The Mom refuses the warm water.
“Are you done sir?” the Waitress says right in my face
I pay
…then, “We’ll take the check”
The Young Girl elbows me
And The Waitress lingers.
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