Things Unseen

her - unsure

A small squeak slips

from my parted lips at

this predicament I find myself in.

I do't have much choice,

I can feel the whole shop's eyes on us

as I shake your hand unsure if

I've made a deal with an angel

or a devil in disguise.

I give your hand a squeeze

and grab my purse.

"Count yourself lucky,

I don't usually leave a

half-finished

mug of hot chocolate

and a good book

for just anyone."