I give you nothing

by Marc Carver

I got back to the car park
and looked at my ticket
there were two minutes left
and for a second i thought about giving it to the old woman
who was waiting to drive into my spot.
"There you go love i have two minutes left on this one if you want it."
The look on her old face as she looks at the ticket
maybe thinking there is an hour and two minutes left.
Then she comes back an hour later and finds a ticket on her car
and not quite believing what has happened.
I don't look a thing like the bloke who would do such a thing.
Certainly not.