MIDELONII

SUNNY FRIDAY It was Friday evening. The day’s chores and assignments were done. Time now to walk down to Sunny’s, order some food and drink, find a table close to the windows—there was always one available—and sit. She would then slowly eat her meal and observe all that was happening about her, those outside walking by and other diners, too. She would try to read them and take mental notes. Her pulse quickened. She got there at half past six. Not too early. Not too late. She got her food, the usual, fried rice with barbecued breast, some coleslaw and a cold bottle of ginger ale. She found a table. She ate two spoonfuls of rice, some coleslaw, and a bite of the breast and then the viewing began as she munched slowly on the juicy meat and savoured the taste. The stunning girl, dressed in one of the latest fashion trends, her online-ordered hair falling to her waist, was obviously on a date with her boyfriend. He had a full head of hair and a well-trimmed beard. ...