One of those days, Part III

We walk in silence.  She does this to me everytime.

I can even see the trace of a smirk on her face.

She always waits for me to speak first.

I try to put off the inevitable.

Imagining the sight we must present,

after all we are drawing a few stares.

Let me be honest.

I know who they are looking at.

Standing a few inches over six,

with a scraggly grey beard peeking from beneath my hood.

Slouched over like a condemned man.

I can't compete.

She stands above me with a lack of heels.

Raven haired, with a few winter's feathers.

An expression matching.

Calm, and aloof,

but you know you have seen her before.

Just before I can speak,

she plays another surprise.

She speaks.

"Do your remember the last time?"

Normally,

being glib of tongue,

I am still left speechless.

While attempting to gather my senses,

she continues.

"You do remember why we give them to you?"

Now, 

I know I should have settled for the ramen.

"Because of your petty complaints, we tried a different approach.  I am sure you have noticed the results."

Knowing I have no way out of this,

I still try to argue.

Weakly.

Even by my standards.

"Give him a chance!  He can figure it out.  You have to let him get some experience!"

She still walks forward with that flipping blanket of serenity wrapped around her.

I can only follow.

Noticing the bench by the pond,

I pause.

"Let's sit, and talk about this."

"Of course."

Stunned,

I slump down upon the bench.

Shake my head,

and realize she is gone.

I feel a tug on my sleeve.

Now,

I want to cry.

Reviews

[Papaya]

I am very intrigued by this relationship, between the two characters. It seems there's respect and fondness but is there more? I guess i need to read on. btw - line 7 you need a 'be' in there

[Jon Roggie]

Thanks for the catch! This might be a long one.