By Kevlin Henney
The popcorn froze on her tongue. She gulped it down past the lump in her throat to the pit in her stomach. She set the tub down. Carefully.
His face animated by the screen’s glow, she saw him in a new light, his depths as shallows, his seriousness as absence of joy, his interest in her as centred on himself, his desire to take her to a film as his wish to see the film.
“Just going to the toilet,” she whispered. He didn’t look as she stood and walked up the aisle, didn’t notice she’d taken her coat.
Great work – so much with so little!
Sometimes the answers are just that clear. “You have to know when walk and know when to run.”
that was me that was (the bloke, not the girl) *sigh*
Sometimes dates just turn out that way! ^_^
packs a real wallop.
‘..past the lump in her throat to the pit in her stomach.’ Terrific!