This week’s words: eggplant waiter linger spacious stiffen misconceive mystical deracinate precipitate weaver
Henry Weaver wormed his way through the crowded café. He was meeting his old teacher, a man he had not seen in a long time but one he had always liked while at school.
He spied the tell tale profile across the café, the body was a tad more rotund than he remembered but it was him all right.
When Henry was fifteen his parents had deracinated Henry from his then school to one in the Middle East and whilst the experience had been life learning he had missed the mates and teachers of his old school.
Warm handshakes and backslaps later they sat and engaged in a conversation like it was yesterday they had parted.
The waiter took their orders for an eggplant salad and didn’t linger to ask about dessert as that could be arranged later. The café was not the most spacious they had been in and so the noise level meant they had to lean into each other to hear the conversation.
Henry related his experiences in the Middle East, the mystical times he had had with one of the servants in the house. He didn’t want his teacher to have any misconceptions about his time there rather to say everything had assisted in making him the man he was today.
He did regret he said the need his parents had to precipitate his departure when they did as his father only received twenty-fours notice of his start date on a job that was to be greater than he ever expected.
Henry stiffened when he recounted his father’s death, a car accident that took his father instantly and left him to care for his distraught mother.
They had moved back to Australia and Henry settled his mother into a nursing home as her condition worsened and he was unable to provide her with the twenty-four-seven care she needed.
The respective lunches devoured, they sipped on their tea and coffee and planned another lunch at which time Henry would regale his aging teacher with mystical tales of the Middle East.