Her spirit moved her to walk on trembling feet to the table where the man sat alone. When he looked up, she saw the unshed tears, and she realized that he was as bereft of friends as she was.
She wanted to tinker with his heart, to find ways to bring smiles to his face. She asked if she could join him, stating that she hated eating alone. He smiled gratefully and said, “Yes, please!”
Fictional story written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: tinker in exactly 75 words.