Thursday

a concerned patron

I wore my black fedora to work at the bakery.
A woman walked in, stood in front of the breadboard, and stared at me thoughtfully for a moment after I handed her a slice of bread. 
Finally she said, "Your hat is beautiful."
"Why thank you." I replied with a smile.
"Do you like it?" The woman asked, leaning forward and looking at me earnestly.
"Um, yes. Yes I do. very much." I was somewhat confused by this, but continued to smile politely.
"Do you go to school?"
"Yes, ma'am, I do. I go to George Mason," I indicated the direction of my college with one hand, "I'm a Junior there."
The woman took a step back and her eyes grew wide with surprise. "At college? But you look so young!" She shook her head sadly, "I'm so sorry." Then she gazed at me for a moment longer, a truly pained expression in her eyes. "I am so sorry, honey." She repeated.
Then, the woman turned and left the store.  She didn't even buy anything.

3 comments:

RobotsAteMyArms said...

I love how simply you write. What I mean to say is, you expertly convey "characters", emotions, expressions and a coherent story without writing too much. It's quite concise.

November said...

thanks!

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