Lemon Slice

I would have expected an answer by now, though.

Oh yes.

Especially when he has email at home…

Oh, email at home, you say.

Yes.

And no reply?

Not as yet.

Well, I would have thought…

Yes, I would have thought too.

Nothing?

It looks that way.

They both sip their tea in silence.

It’s been a lovely long weekend here, though…

Yes, hasn’t it. Blue skies and hot days, no less.

Moomba, you’ve got to love.

It’s for the kiddies, really. Makes them smile…

Oh, it does the old heart good, to see those smiles.

To see the kiddies.

Yes, the kiddies.

Only one of them partakes of lemon slice.

Mmm. Very nice. The lemon slice. She points with her face, her hands are full. Tea cup. Slice.

It’s a recipe that has been passed down from mother to daughter, since my great, great, great…

Oo! That’s a lot of greats.

It’s a long time ago.

But it was worth it, the slice.

Yes, it’s a family favourite.

They sip their tea again in silence.

And, no answer you say?

Not a sausage.

She takes the last bite of her lemon slice.

Lovely day.

Yes, isn’t it.