#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.

8 responses to “#82 Through the glass window

  1. You might mince pie but you don’t mince words.

  2. sweet culmination, you have an instinctive feel for this, btw how many days till the big one o o?

  3. oh and send the pie, why wait till we meet………

  4. but when have I ever waited to be offered?

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