Spaces

 

His trolley screeched around the corner; a look of oblivion on his face. 

It was inevitable that they would crash. But she jerked back at the last second. 

They stood still. 

An apologetic smile from her. 

A look of blame from him. 

He held his ground, demanding she move. 

He was used to taking up spaces. 

She obliged and shrunk into the aisle. 

Triumphantly pushing his trolley past, he continued on. 

He had not learnt his lesson.

 

                                                           Cassie Crowther 2024