Daily Prompt: Imagine All the People. The next time you’re in a public place — a coffeehouse, a park, a store — observe the people around you. Pick a person, a couple, or a group, and imagine what their lives might be like.
They made an attractive couple. Both brunette, young and smartly dressed. She wore her hair shoulder-length with slight waves. Her brownish dress was long in the back, but short in the front, revealing shapely, tanned legs, feet in sandals. He was taller than she, sporting a trimmed, four-day beard. I assumed they were waiting to get on the same plane as I was, leaving Philadelphia behind. The guy fiddled with his tablet, while the girl stared off into the distance. He looked up and said something about what he was doing…something funny. She smiled at him, but then resumed her thoughts.
‘He has no idea,’ she thought to herself. This trip was supposed to be our anniversary trip, but he shot down all my suggestions. On our honeymoon we actually went to two museums and many historical sights, but none of that this time. Nope, we went to see the Phillies instead. At least I could use the chance to read…when he didn’t need his tablet to check stats, that is. I should have listened to my sister…taken things more slowly. But I was ‘in love.’ Oh well. The trip is over now. ‘This one is in the books!’ as they say in sports.
He rubbed his beard and thought about what would be waiting for him at work. His colleagues would handle much of the paperwork while he was gone, but not all of it. He had kept in touch every few hours using his phone, remembering then how that irritated his wife at dinner. ‘She got over it,’ he thought. He looked at her profile and thought about how lucky he was to have such a pretty woman by his side. Remembering that her birthday was coming up, he thought about what to get her. Another watch, he decided. She likes those. Football season is starting; maybe he would get two tickets to the Bears’ game that weekend.
The boarding announcement came over the loudspeaker, and the couple stood up. She looked even more petite standing up next to him. He placed a hand on her hip, a possessive gesture meant to send a message to the men in the crowd. ‘She is mine.’ I was not so sure.