For the first time all afternoon, he couldn’t seem to find a single thing to say.
***
Elizabeth looked toward Table Six.
“When you were 17, a woman came in there with a little boy. She counted coins before ordering him a burger.”
He couldn’t seem to find a single thing to say.
Alan rubbed his thumb over the edge of the red badge.
“I remember.”
“She didn’t order anything for herself.”
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His eyes dropped.
Elizabeth continued quietly. “You brought her your employee sandwich and told her the kitchen had made an extra.”
“She didn’t order anything for herself.”
For the first time, I looked at Alan and saw something other than the expensive watch and tailored suit.
“You did that?” I asked.
He gave the smallest nod.
Elizabeth leaned back.
“You knew she was hungry because your mother used to say the same thing.”
“You did that?”
Alan looked sharply at her.
“That’s enough.”
“No, it isn’t.”
The diner stayed quiet.
Elizabeth tapped one finger beside the badge.
“You were working here because your mother needed help with rent. You hated anybody knowing it.”
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“No, it isn’t.”
Alan’s eyes dropped to the floor.
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