“Oh crap” she mouthed to herself as she noticed the time. Quickly she left some change on the table to pay for her lunch, and grabbing her bag rushed from the cafe, hoping she wouldn’t be late meeting her husband from work.
Even as the door was slowly closing behind her, the man on the table behind where she had just left was reaching around to pick up something from one of the chairs, something he had noticed she had put there just before she rushed out. He sat there studying it briefly, a smile spreading over his face as he flicked open the first page, realising what he was holding. Taking a quick glance around, hoping no one was watching him in the way he had been watching her, he slipped what he realised was her dairy into his jacket pocket. Then like her, he put some money down and left the cafe, desperate to read his discovery in more privacy and without the risk she may return to collect it.
She made it to the meeting point just in time, her husband was just walking along the road, waving as he saw her. As they met he leant into her to kiss her cheek gently.
“Hello darling, so have you had a pleasant afternoon?” he asked without any real interest in his voice, more worried about the time and whether they would make the restaurant in time for their booking. Even as she begun to answer he was taking her hand and leading her through the early evening crowds to their destination.
The evening passed slowly for her, her husband talking about his work, something she had never understood why he found so exciting. She pretended to listen, nodding her head at the right moments, but as he spoke, she let her mind drift and her eyes to wander to the young waiters serving them.
Finally the evenings came to an end and they headed home. He announced his intention to head straight to bed, stating it had been a long hard week at work, while she informed him she may sit and read for a while, glad for her own time before she joined him in bed.
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