Daily Archives: September 11, 2012

#82 Through the glass window

If he had a watch he could set the time just by looking at them.

At 7pm a car would drop the old man home. She would put the finishing touches on dinner while he bathed and changed. At 8 they would say grace and share a modest dinner. After dinner he would watch the 9pm news while she cleared the table. Sharp at 10 the lights would go out but not before she put a plate of leftover food on the steps for him.

Alan claimed the plate and hobbled back to his bench. Friday was mince pie night.