Copyright Jean L. Hays
The conversation on the adjacent table distracted me from my espresso …….
“So what shall you bet?” he asks.
Her shoulders slump as she gives in. “5$ ?.” Her voice is flat.
“You can’t bet money,” he says. “All the money you have … you get from me.”
He suggests a number of options and finally settles for blueberry muffins – his favorite.
Pressed, she says she’ll make them if she loses.
The expression on her face reveals that he may not be able to enjoy the muffins if he wins.
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As the sun gives light, sensibility brings compassion, flowers squander fragrance, may the year 2016 be auspicious to all.
Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.