Table for Four
>> Thursday, February 26, 2015
Table for Four
55 Fiction
‘Table for four,’ Father said to the waiter.
The waiter blinked, rubbed his eyes and looked again.
His daughter just sighed.
‘Don’t worry,’ His wife said smiling at the waiter, and held three fingers. ‘Your eye sight is perfectly fine. My husband has an imaginary son who is visible only to him.’
55 Fiction
‘Table for four,’ Father said to the waiter.
The waiter blinked, rubbed his eyes and looked again.
His daughter just sighed.
‘Don’t worry,’ His wife said smiling at the waiter, and held three fingers. ‘Your eye sight is perfectly fine. My husband has an imaginary son who is visible only to him.’
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