Wednesday, 9 June 2010

Old Haunts

After lunch, they go shopping. They stroll, arm in arm, as is their habit, she trying to look, and he refusing to stop. They reminisce about shops long gone, faces long forgotten and deeds long done. They argue over the facts. He raises his voice and she falls silent, putting on the pinched face which signifies she won’t argue with him any more because she knows she is right. They shake their heads at the changes, because it’s not like it used to be. It’s not like it was when they were young.

And they find the teashop where they first met. How lovely that it’s still here with its old fashioned charm. They order tea and cake, and raise their eyebrows at the appalling service; it was never like this. Then they sit in silence. He eyes the pretty waitresses, and she dreams about living a life which would mean being anywhere but here.

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