“Are you ready to order ma’am?”
Startled, she looked up at the waiter. “Um, no. Sorry, I’m expecting someone.” He just nodded, then walked away.
Pathetic.
That’s all she felt: pathetic. Twenty minutes after the time he had said and she was still sitting here, quietly sipping her water. All dressed up in her silky black gown, those new shoes she’d been so excited to wear, and her hair tied up in some do that had taken her at least an hour.
Wasted. And pathetic.
Cry? She was tempted to...Wait? That’s what she’d always done. Leave? Now it was her turn.
Startled, she looked up at the waiter. “Um, no. Sorry, I’m expecting someone.” He just nodded, then walked away.
Pathetic.
That’s all she felt: pathetic. Twenty minutes after the time he had said and she was still sitting here, quietly sipping her water. All dressed up in her silky black gown, those new shoes she’d been so excited to wear, and her hair tied up in some do that had taken her at least an hour.
Wasted. And pathetic.
Cry? She was tempted to...Wait? That’s what she’d always done. Leave? Now it was her turn.
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