Flash Fiction – The Rock Cafe
I stand by the counter making a cup of our finest Columbian roast espresso. The girl ordering, carries a pile of books under her arm and a haphazardly balanced messenger bag over her shoulder. She is a regular to the seaside café. Always comes in at 1.15pm. She comes in every Tuesday as it’s her free period at university, to make the most of her study period and says that the ambience of the cafe while watching the waves on the rocks gives her inspiration. She is studying to become a journalist and ironically her name is Louis. I always smile when I see her and chuckle to myself when I think of the references to the film.
“Actually Sandra, can I have two, I have a friend joining me today.”
“Of course, I will bring it over to you. Are you sitting in your usual place?”
Lois nods while smiling her gorgeous wide grin, “Yes, Thanks” She is always so happy and smiley. I admire her for chasing her dreams. Had I done that I wouldn’t be stood here making coffee with aching feet. If I had my chance again I would go back to University and study law. I’d always wanted to do something meaningful with my life but ended up getting a 9-3 job so I could take my children to school. My dreams have to be put on hold for now.
As I place the miniature coffee cup onto its matching tiny saucer I glance up and stare as the door opens. I stand straight and watch as in walks Clark Kent! Honestly, you couldn’t make this stuff up! A tall guy, wearing a tweed suit walks in. His almost black hair swept to one side and black rimmed glasses. He juggles what looks like a pile of encyclopaedias in his arms. The top book threatens to slide off while he tries to balance them as he gets through the heavy door.
I walk over to their table and set the saucer down for Lois’ friend.
Hi, here’s your espresso, are you here to study too?”
“Yes! I’m here to fight for truth and justice”
I make my excuses and walk away wondering … I’m sure that’s a Superman quote!