A Study of Judgement

A Study of Judgement
Mr. Jenson ate lunch at his usual spot by the window in De’Lass Cafe. He had a turkey sandwich on dry wheat bread, a small bowl of fruit and a pickle. He read the local newspaper and watched rain trickle down the smudged glass panes and thought generally about nothing.

He didn’t look when the bell announced another patron.

“Is this seat taken?”

Mr. Jenson looked up slowly, his lips pursed in preemptive annoyance.

“Yes”, he said.

The man was dressed in a yellow track suit. He had cornrowed hair, gold chain and sunglasses with yellow rims. He pointed at the vacant chair.

“It looks empty.”

“I’m expecting someone.”

The man in the yellow track suit smiled. His two front teeth were gold.

“Good,” he said. Continue reading