Breakfast at the café on a narrow road across from the church with tea, tartine and croissants.
A car starts up the road.
A pigeon jumps off the sidewalk and looks at the car and stops Tainmmen Square defiance in its body.
The woman can see the pigeon over the steering wheel and stops.
I take another bite of croissant, chew it and swallow followed by a sip of tea.
No movement from the opponents.
I finish my croissant.
The bird ruffles his wings and settles back down.
The woman inches forward, but she can still see the bird.
I butter my tartine and take a bite.
Slowly the bird turns and walks toward my table.
Laughing the woman drives on.
The bird pecks at crumbs from my croissant that have fallen to the ground.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment