Sunday, 12 October 2008

Junk Food


He sat in the corner of the restaurant and devoured the burger with glee. It had been 25 years to the day since he last sat in there. 3 teenagers entered through the door.
'Hey, check out that loser over there...'
'Where?'
'That guy, the one with the green shirt'.
They seemed so young to Charles as they talked about nothing in particular.
Charles walked calmly over to the group, pulling the torn newspaper clipping from his pocket...