Short Story preview: Tea at the Opalaco
‘It was quite awful!’ The slight curl of the lip, the half-smile of despair. ‘I forgot he was coming, you see. I must have looked a complete clown with cream smeared all over my mouth. And Ralph catching me like that. Too awful!’
She waves a heavily ringed hand over the deep cushioned sofas, at the waiters: conciliatory, charming, serving tea at occasional tables set with white cloths and silver cutlery.
Sitting in the corner, an American couple. They nod, smile. I smile back – a nervous, wish I weren’t here sort of smile.
‘So, what did you do?’ My eyes once more fixed on Jesse.
‘For both of us.’
‘A full afternoon tea for the two of you? Are you serious?’
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