55 word story

My friend 5th sister's blog spoke of a challenge to produce a 55 word story. Although I cannot claim to match the lyrical quality of her offering, I thought it might be fun to try. So here is my effort, admittedly written without a lot of effort.

The steam from my mocha rose like incense as I stared into her eyes. They were moist, like the underside of a rock on a mossy plain. I knew what was behind those rocky, wet, eyes. She had come to say no. No to my future. No to my happiness. No to my encyclopedia set.