[Sixth in a Set of Drabbles based on Van Gogh's Cafe Terrace at Night, 1888]
I see them at the Café every evening. Men and women laughing at jokes I can never be a part of.
I long to join them, but dare not. No matter how hard I try, my words and my manner will give me away. I would never fit in; I don’t want to be rejected by them.
I do the next best thing, I promenade up and down the sidewalk every evening, taking in everything. Living vicariously.
But one day, I will be brave. I will walk in. If I am lucky, they may not realise I am the marquis.
A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words