The Wedding Bet
“I called up Olivia and Cynthia to call a truce. I told both of them to meet at our usual place The Best Little Chuck Wagon Luncheonette. The small dinner once helped me out in a big buffet wedding extravaganza held in a sprawling park and I told the owner Marta, I’d send some customers her way in repayment.
That was three years ago. I referred her business to several past clients. Chuck Wagon Luncheonette served a good mix of meats and vegetarian meals, outside on little white round tables in t...he summer time. I really liked the place. I wanted to bask in our friendship as we did every summer.
I sat my purse on the round table and a handsome man approached. “Hi, I’m Lenny, what will you have today? We have the soup du jour—” He stopped. “I’m sorry. I used to work at a French Restaurant. I’m an exchange student doing graduate work in Restaurant Management.”
I laughed. “That’s okay. How’s Marta doing?”
“Great. She is on vacation this week.”
“Tell her I stopped by.MoreLess
That was three years ago. I referred her business to several past clients. Chuck Wagon Luncheonette served a good mix of meats and vegetarian meals, outside on little white round tables in t...he summer time. I really liked the place. I wanted to bask in our friendship as we did every summer.
I sat my purse on the round table and a handsome man approached. “Hi, I’m Lenny, what will you have today? We have the soup du jour—” He stopped. “I’m sorry. I used to work at a French Restaurant. I’m an exchange student doing graduate work in Restaurant Management.”
I laughed. “That’s okay. How’s Marta doing?”
“Great. She is on vacation this week.”
“Tell her I stopped by.MoreLess
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