Vince Bunnyman avoided the elderly couple.
He shouldn’t have made fun of them.
He shouldn’t have moved seats.
And he most certainly shouldn’t have judged them.
His heart is now heavier.
Eyes open to bigger pictures.
Today she came alone.
Before entering she stood, stooped at the window, and watched.
Vince couldn’t be 100% sure what had caught her attention.
Possibly a Fly.
Possibly the smooth, calming movements of the man cleaning the window.
Possibly nothing at all.
When she finally entered she was told where to sit.
A common courtesy by the owner to a long time customer.
She had built this suburb.
Her and her husband.
From its humble begins to the thriving community it bears today.
He was a Doctor.
A kind, humble man, quite and reserved.
She was the woman behind the Doctor.
The two of them had settled here many, many years ago.
A time only they could remember.
And they had overseen it all.
The Library.
The Post Office.
The Church.
The small shops and cafes like the one she was now in that bustled with life.
They were there for all of it.
Her food is served.
She holds her head up with one hand, whilst picking through her meal with the other.
She wished he were still there on the other side of the table.
She would have ordered his food and his drink.
Exactly what he wanted without him needing to speak a word.
She would help him cut his Schnitzel before tending to her own.
She would do everything short of chew and swallow his food for him.
But not today.
Once she has finished her meal she ambles through the small paper.
The tiny print made only legible by the magnifying glass she keeps in her handbag.
She looks up, as if to speak, but keeps the interesting piece of the news to herself.
He would liked to have heard about the latest news from their home country.
She would liked to have told him about it whilst he slowly finished his Cappuccino.
She still carries his photo in her purse.
A photo of the two of them taken in a photo booth at the New York World’s Fair in 1940.
Two weeks after they had met.
He looks directly at the camera.
Calm.
Happy.
She has her face turned, gazing up at him.
Admiration and love fill the picture.
Everyone should have one of these photos and she is thankful for hers every single day.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
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