Then the lady behind the counter places an egg next to the milk. The soldier picks up the egg, looks at it, and seems to want to give it back to her. She shakes her head. Giggling, she flutters her eyelashes a couple of times; she looks silly.
I cannot understand what he says in response but gaze in amazement as he also shakes his head and then, in one quick motion, throws the egg to the floor. Picking up the bottle of milk, he turns and walks out of the shop. I hear Mamma’s gasp; looking up, I see she is staring at the floor with her mouth open. ‘Cosi rovinoso! So wasteful!’
I notice then that she also has an egg in one of her hands as the other clutches the bottle of milk. ‘Why do you have an egg, Mamma?’
With a shrug she says, ‘They don’t have change, so they are giving everyone an egg instead.’
‘So the soldier threw his on the floor because he didn’t want it?’
‘Yes, what an idiot! There are many people who would have done anything to have an egg!’
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