~ Evening Tea ~

 

 

The evening tea trolley willed my appetite to rise and with it, so did my thirst

 

 

I realized since my boarding the train, I hadn’t eaten nor have I drank

 

 

I fished out the money I had stuffed in my bag beforehand and found myself a couple notes short from a pack of biscuits

 

 

I could only get a cup of tea, but what’s a cup of tea without biscuits?

 

 

I sighed, looking at the woman; her eyes told me she had been up in the late hours, preparing everything for everyone

 

 

She now stares back at me with eyes that seemed too tired to speak for them selves

 

 

From where I was sitting, I saw a couple of pastries with icing on the tops of most of them

 

 

I had about as much as a cup of tea was worth and then I would have some change left over, not enough for even one pastry