by Sparks In Shadow
The waitress paused her earnest stare. “More pancakes? You sure?” She waited for an answer.
Tina’s heart pulsed in her throat, louder as she stared back. She wanted to yell – Leave me alone! They’re ‘All You Can Eat’. What’s your problem? – She said, “Yes.”
From across the table his eyes flicked disapproval, embarrassment, no love.
Was the restaurant evil to the waitstaff, subtracting stacks after the first from their salaries?
Maybe the waitress’s life was hard and permeated everything she did. Tina looked at him again, then at her empty plate, thinking if that was so, they might be even.