Daily Prompt: Time for another Odd Trio prompt: write a post about any topic you want, in whatever form or genre, but make sure it features a slice of cake, a pair of flip-flops, and someone old and wise.
The woman tried to be discreet and took another bite of carrot cake. Slowly, she peeked over the large menu set in front of her and looked once again at the man on the opposite table. His eyes were an echo of past things and not only could she detect frown lines, but also crinkles of laughter, lots of them etched into his wise face. There was something different about him and yet so familiar. His hair, silver like hers, was brushed hurriedly over his head and his clothes were clean but ancient. Suddenly turning his eyes to hers, the woman hid once more behind the menu, blushing slightly.
The man smiled at the woman, the woman eating the cake like she did every Thursday. Her silver hair was almost water-like, shining in its tidy bun and as usual, he couldn’t help but grin at the pink flip-flops she wore – her favourite. In his eyes, she was perfect. Today’s the day, he had told himself this morning over his jam and toast. He was going to speak to her. Butterflies sprung to life in his stomach and he felt as giddy as a teenager falling in love for the first time. This is it. He stood up slowly, took a breath and took a step towards the blushing lady.