My eyes don’t smile anymore

Bob that guy at table five He’s kinda giving me the shivers Did he say something to you.the grease from the heat of his grill causing droplets of sweat to form on his nose his old hand grasping tighter on his engraved knife She grabbed his arm The fury of the man she loved No he is very polite but it’s just something probably just a chill lowering her husbands hand She watched him for a sec Her gaze pulled by the attention of a young couple eager to pay and leave He giggled as she kissed his cheek and pulled him from the booth She smiled as she got to the table not an empty plate she skilfully loaded herself Each item on the tray positioned in perfect arrays As she returned to the table a newly heated cloth in hand Excuse me She turned instantly Yes, her customer smile kicked in How can I help you Could I possibly get a draught coke with ice please No probl problem she stumbled her words She realised what was bothering He smiled but not his eyes…