[Drabble] Hours
He looks up from his book; a flash of irritation crosses his mirrored face and I wonder what I have done. "Do you know how long I have been waiting?" he asks.
I shrug.
"Hours," he answers himself. "I've been waiting for hours."
"Did we have something that needed to be done hours ago that can't be done now?" I ask him curiously.
He pauses at that, suddenly unsure, and shakes his head slowly.
"Then does it matter?"
At once, I see a glimmer of understanding behind his eyes as if he has found one more piece of the puzzle.
I shrug.
"Hours," he answers himself. "I've been waiting for hours."
"Did we have something that needed to be done hours ago that can't be done now?" I ask him curiously.
He pauses at that, suddenly unsure, and shakes his head slowly.
"Then does it matter?"
At once, I see a glimmer of understanding behind his eyes as if he has found one more piece of the puzzle.