Cindy walked past him leaving him standing there with a deer in the headlights look on his face. She heard him, too late for a retreat, “Hey Cindy, how is it going tonight?”
Cindy looked slowly down to her glass and spoke with a slightly slurred voice, “Lonely.” And then took a rather large drink before asking, “Why are you home so early?”
“My date was less than excited about spending time with me, so I called it a night.” He tried to sound matter of fact. XXX He watched her search his face and he knew she could read it and she knew he was serious. Nothing had been in her sense her husband had died. “He was over fifty but built just like you, looked just like you, or rather you look just like him.” Cindy stopped talking and stood up.
Actors:
Grace Joy
