it's the last time

He was standing at the shop entrance, begging. He came up to me, muttering something I couldn't understand. I shook my head. For whatever it was. And entered the shop. But they know how to put the guilt in you. So on my way out, I asked him if he was hungry. He nodded. "Would he like a sandwich?" Yes, he answered. And a coke. I told him that he could ask someone else for a coke. I would get him a sandwich. Which I did. I gave it to him. He took it almost grudgingly. Without a smile. Without a thank you. Not a sign of gratitude. Just a whimper asking me why I hadn't got him a coke.