Prompted to Write

Every day, the radishes.  Your new co-worker is quiet, but seems generally friendly.  There is one thing that seems a little odd, though.

Each day, 5 radishes pulled from the lunch pail and set on the table.  The  meal is eaten, but never the radishes.  They go back into the lunch pail at the end of the meal.  You’re not sure if they’re the same radishes every day, though you’ve strained your eyes from across the room in hopes of figuring it out.

Give us 100 words on this person’s story.  Why the radishes?  Why so quiet?  Feel free to post your story in the comments, or leave your blog URL so we can check it out on your site.

photo credit: emdot