Food

I watched her eat. She took two small bites and chewed them tentatively, then pushed her plate away as if she had detected a deadly poison on her palette and was anxious to throw up. When she returned from the bathroom, she didn't touch the food again. She picked up her cup of tea and held it in both hands, sniffing it once in a while and pretending to drink. Her date was chatty and didn't notice a thing.