The Enigma tried to clean his silver filled molars but the Know it All kept talking. He was the most irritating patient she had encountered. She figured he was in his mid to late thirties. There was some grey in his goatee. The Know It All talked about famous train wrecks and specialty beers and the Ming dynasty. He wouldn’t shut-up. So why, when he sat up and sipped from the paper cup and spit pink in the swirling sink, did The Enigma say yes when he asked her out?
Sue Clayton
3/4/2021 06:05:08 am
An enigma of a tale, Jeffrey, but nonetheless interesting. Comments are closed.
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