Monday 16 March 2009

 

The Landlords

"Good evening, we just came for the bill."
She jumps up from the table with a happy greeting. 8 months pregnant. He chews.
"I'm sorry, did we bother you at dinner?"
She says not to worry, she's finished eating already, and laughs a fluttery laugh. She watches our hands as we take out the money. He chews.
We attempt a few pleasantries. She's fumbling with the change. We say, "good night."
She wishes us a good night, too.
He chews.

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