80

Maybe 85

Half-way down the poorly lit isle

Three seats down on the left

Accompanied by an empty chair

Dark blue, wrinkled shirt

Khaki pants

Lonesome

7:13 p.m. part two of his order arrived

No smile, no words, no acknowledgement

She topped up his water

Smiled

Under the glow of the hanging EXIT sign

His face paralleled to his third order

Pensive, 80

Maybe 85

Across from the empty chair

Alone

I wondered if it was his birthday too

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- Thomas © Sept. 27, 2015