Here's looking at you...


I saw her on a Monday and it felt like other Mondays, but Mondays after that were different. She had no makeup, her hair was in a ponytail and she wore a t-shirt, yoga pants, and sneakers that could have been Candies. She brought fresh slices to the corner booth and cleared off a table on the way back. Maybe she's Ingrid Bergman, before they found her, or possibly the owner's daughter. Perhaps she's escaping from something. Am I the only one who sees? What if she's single? Would that change things? Should it change things? I'm not sure I know. I'm not sure I'll ever know. For now, I can grab another slice, and leave my empty plate on the edge of the table.