THE BOY IN THE MEXICAN RESTAURANT
This is a quick story.
Back in 1995 I lived in Detroit with my wife and daughter
while I went to school. One time we went to a local Mexican restaurant down the
road from where we lived. When we walked in the waitress greeted us while she
was cleaning up a table and asked us to take any table we wanted while she
finished her task. The restaurant was empty and we were the only patrons at
that particular time. A little while after we sat down she came to our table with
four glasses of water plus four sets of silverware.
"Where's the boy?", she asked us.
Submitted From: NC, USA
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