Milky

The old lady sits down at the table next to mine in the café. Her head, with its bulbous eyes and straggly hair plastered against her skull, reminds me of Rottcodd from Titus Groan. She takes the complimentary square of chocolate she received with her coffee, and spends a good five minutes trying to open it with her soft, trembling fingers. Once she has succeeded, she drops the dark tablet into her milky coffee and stirs. On the tray in front of her is a large tiramisu, as well as a not inconsiderable slice of cheesecake.

My three year old daughter, on her way back and forth from the play area to our table, pauses to stare at her every time she passes.

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4 thoughts on “Milky

  1. simonlitton April 9, 2008 / 7:57 am

    That’s the great thing about being “senior” – you can do whatever the hell you want.

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  2. V-Grrrl April 10, 2008 / 2:50 pm

    I bet when she was middle-aged, she sent her kids to school with a healthy breakfast and then ate an entire 3.5 oz. bar of Ghirardelli chocolate with toffee bits while sipping her morning tea.

    Some women do that you know, even when they’re not senior. : )

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  3. Peter April 12, 2008 / 10:12 pm

    You know V, some men seem to imitate quite similar behavior, even when they’re not senior 🙂

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