The Stare

I was maybe halfway through my Jumbo Deluxe Loaded Baconized Burger Combo, when I realised I had gotten all three sauces on my shirt. I looked around for the napkins I had nabbed, and then my eyes met hers across the food court.

She was a little girl, maybe ten years old, and her expression was simultaneously the most judgemental and most pitying I’ve ever seen.

I didn’t know why, but that stare made me question my entire life history.

Then the girl’s mother noticed she’d dropped her black glasses, picked them up, and then led the blind girl away.