Dixon
06-08-2010, 04:25 PM
When he found his seat on the plane, Sam recognized the person who was sitting in the seat next to his.
It was the woman he had met earlier at the French cafe.
She had spilled a whole pot of coffee over his trousers. And even worse she had simply said: “I´m so sorry.” Then she had added with a provocative look:
“Things like that just happen.” She had shrugged her shoulders and had vanished leaving him behind utterly perplexed.
After buying himself a new pair of jeans he had put his business trousers into his luggage, soaking wet as they were. Never had he been that angry before.
A black boy with big brown eyes and a chocolate-surrounded mouth was sitting next to her and talking excitedly. There was a blood-stained injury on his forehead.
She wiped the boy´s mouth under his protest. Then she turned to him smiling open-heartedly. In a soft, quiet voice she said:
“I am so sorry but I was terribly in a hurry. The kindergarden had called because Blake had fallen down the stairs.”
It was the woman he had met earlier at the French cafe.
She had spilled a whole pot of coffee over his trousers. And even worse she had simply said: “I´m so sorry.” Then she had added with a provocative look:
“Things like that just happen.” She had shrugged her shoulders and had vanished leaving him behind utterly perplexed.
After buying himself a new pair of jeans he had put his business trousers into his luggage, soaking wet as they were. Never had he been that angry before.
A black boy with big brown eyes and a chocolate-surrounded mouth was sitting next to her and talking excitedly. There was a blood-stained injury on his forehead.
She wiped the boy´s mouth under his protest. Then she turned to him smiling open-heartedly. In a soft, quiet voice she said:
“I am so sorry but I was terribly in a hurry. The kindergarden had called because Blake had fallen down the stairs.”