Last Supper ...

No less than a week had passed, he thought, when he along with her were standing next to them. 'Them', their parents, and she being his sister, made a complete family package, especially on a tour imagined so vivid as this. They hadn't had breakfast in order to catch an early morning flight, thus, they grabbed a burger, french fries and two fountain colas; thereby having a stomach full of food.
Today as he sat on the table, he was hungry , stomach growled, but the memory formed a lump in his throat refusing the passage for food, as he remembered her and cried. He threw the bite of parantha onto the plate, slid it away at a distance and slept; dreaming of the times the siblings shared and cherished, together.