‘Your usual, ma’am?’
She nods like she does daily – head tilted half an inch to the front and her left, an almost imperceptible movement in the affirmative, her grey locks waving like a curtain in the gentle breeze. I smile and leave her to her own devices, as usual.
Fifteen minutes later, I serve her a glass of red and a caesar salad. She mumbles thanks, as usual, and vanishes into a world within her head.
She’s almost like a ghost. Around her, the world buzzes about too busy to notice.
I understand. I’m partially a ghost too.
Written for the weekly Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s image is courtesy of Dale Rogerson. Please read other stories written for this prompt here.
When I waited tables I had many customers like this lady. Good story.
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It always feels like something if missing when I have eaten alone in a restaurant. Nostalgia sets in. Good story!
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Lovely character study of two kindred souls. Well done.
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Sad but beautifully written
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Great story! I love the description of her nod.
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The scene is set up nicely, and that line about the world indifferent to her is so topical. Nice little story.
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A lot of writers feel like this! It’s an interesting place to live.
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She’s one of us, it seems. 🙂
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Nice way of describing that absent-minded lost in your ownthoughts way of being –ghostly.
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This is lovely. I think we all know some who are partial ghosts … best respected as they are, attended to, and left for their own devices. Because, why not? 🙂
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Poignant.
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There are many who feel like that. Nicely put.
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Deftly done dual character study of two loners sharing a bond in their solitude.
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I’m imagining that she’s spent many years of her life going deep inside her own world. For a lot of us, it’s safer there.
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Like her, I like to go through life unnoticed by the majority. Really nice tone to this Varad.
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I liked the almost otherworldly feel to this
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This particular restaurant is frequented by so many regulars, it feels like a private club. There is one woman just like her…
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Some people tend to go unnoticed for very long! Nice take on the prompt.
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Thanks, shweta
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Dear Varad,
She must be a writer. We often are inside our own heads, aren’t we? Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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So true, Rochelle. In fact, the first draft had her vanishing into her words, but I changed it to ‘world’ in the final version. Thank you for the comment. 🙂
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What a lovely, atmospheric story, Varad. I really liked this!
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Thank you very much, Susan. 🙂
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Nice point about those we don’t notice
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Thank you, Neil.
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