Present
"How about your parents?"
"All dead."
"I'm sorry."
"You're not. But thank you."
Issac looked at her in shock, unable to reply. She looked up at him, shrugged and giggled unnervingly as she broke eye contact to gaze into the distance. Issac scratched his head and decided to step closer to her.
"So, uh, do you work?"
"Occasionally yes."
"Occasionally?"
"Occasionally." Sylvia smirked. "Every Monday and Tuesday. Do you?"
"Occasionally. Every weekday."
"Where do you work?"
"Tesco's" he spat. "You?
"Admin in a Primary school."
"Which one?"
"Ashcroft"
"My brother's go there."
"That's fascinating."