Nevertheless, I walked in and ordered a glass of champagne. I picked a stool two seats down from her, just at the curve of the bar, so it looked as if I had no choice but to glance at her. She kept gazing ahead, as if all the answers to her prayers were to be found in those empty glasses. By the time I finished half my drink, I still might as well not have been there. She hadn’t acknowledged my presence once, despite the two of us being the only patrons.
I had plenty of time to study her, though.
As always, more Six Sentence Sunday goodness can be found at the official website. I’ll be back with more next week.
Jess Schira says
Oh he’s clever, and clearly very interested. Compelling six!
Harper Bliss says
Thanks, Jess. Do check back next week because, judging from what you say in your comment, you may be in for a surprise. 😉 (Hint: the subtitle of my blog may give it away though… :-p)