Fake acts

Lilith was bewildered as she was told that only her sister have had dinner. Her guardians waited for her? Well now THAT is new until when the lady guardian dump food in the plate for Lilith.

VERY nice. She wouldn’t have done that to her beloved partner. Food must be set nicely in the plate. THAT is her definition of perfection.

But who cares about Lilith. She does not need that pretty presentation of food because she is no one. Anger licked up Lilith’s heart faster than her low blood pressured pulse.

Dinner of fish and leaves was superb for Lilith’s growling stomach. She cleaned her plate after ten minutes, all matters forgotten.

Wait a minute. Not totally forgotten. Her sister reminded her anger by throwing unnecessary counter-remark. Lilith said “The icebox makes peculiar sounds. How irritating,” Her sister, Beatrice said “Unlike you are not.”

Look who is talking now.