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The Waiter and the Wife
I once met a waiter in Berlin. A tall man with blonde hair, a long scar above his eye, I knew his name only to be Jurgen. Following coffee one fine day I asked this man, “Do you know where I can go to find a splash of life?” He replied with a smile, “I'm sorry I'm not the best for that, perhaps you should speak to my wife.” And with that he called over a very pretty lady, as he summoned her he told me that her name was Sadie. I looked at her and said, “Oh my gosh miss but you are quite amazing... please excuse me for my amount of gazing.” She told me not to worry, it was neither here nor there. But that I should find my way to the edge of town, practically to the brink of nowhere. I looked at her confused and I said, “What miss should I travel so far to see?” She looked at Jurgen, then back my way, and simply said, “I guess you'll just have to trust me.” So I paid for my coffee, then I started out. Not knowing where I was going, my head full of doubt. I walked past the stores, and the city shops. I reached the country farms, their lands brimming with crops. I walked so far in fact my legs began to falter, I cursed Sadie and her cryptic words as I traveled halfway to Gibraltar. Then just as the sun was about to tuck itself behind the horizon for this night, I saw what I believed to be the most awe-inspiring sight. Maybe it was the glister of her blue eyes against the stony mountains behind her en masse, or perhaps it was the shade of her beautiful auburn hair atop the chartreuse grass. Whatever it was I was smitten from the start. I knew it to be true, I knew it deep within my heart. She smiled at me with all her warmth and said, “Well hi there handsome, what brings you way out here?” I said, “You know, at first I wasn't sure, but now it's very clear.” It's been twenty years since I married her, that little splash of mine. We moved to the city and I became a waiter, not always, but just from time to time. Now on days when patrons ask me just where should they begin. I smile and say, “It starts by speaking to my wife, instead of drinking coffee in the cafes of Berlin.” January 7, 2016
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