An Ancient Story

     A woman can hope… She’ll wave her hand. “I was just lost in thought. That’s all, dear.”

    You aren’t the best of distractions… She’ll order them a number of things. Once the waitress leaves, she’ll turn her attention to the rest of the patrons. She’ll… She’ll paused on a boy a few tables away. His hair a noticeable lighter shade then the rest. Her expression worsening the longer she stared… Ah! But she’ll clap her hands to silent those pesky thoughts and silently hope her spacing out wasn’t noticed.

    “Maybe we can get something sweet after? Those are usually quite good.”

... To think she wouldn’t notice is a very silly thing. Her gaze would follow over, though she won’t know to pinpoint exactly where her sister’s eyes have landed. But looking back to her-- It’s yet obvious enough.

    “How about we try a few different things today? Doesn’t that sound nice?”

    She loves you,,, Anyway! She’ll pull her along til they reach somewhere suitable enough. Inside they’ll go and to some table. “Say, what kind of food do you like?”

    “Sounds like a plan.” She’d love to talk to you! Just- anything besides what you’re wanting her to say!!

     “If that’s the case… Maybe it’s best we walk around and find something that way? And we could spend some time together.”

     “I think I’d like something light.” Nevermind the fact she doesn’t feel up to eating. It’s fine, it’s fine. She’ll loop her arm with her sister’s. “Are you sure there’s nothing you want?”

     “Wonderful. What would you like?”

“I have no preference.”

     “Are you coming, dear?”

     “I haven’t been off… Um, us staying here is new. I’m adjusting is all. It’s sweet you’re worried, though. Come. Let’s go get lunch.”

    “Sad? Maybe you heard someone else…”

     Why must her stomach sink like that? “.. Heard what exactly?”