Kaffeeklatsch
He did not.
He did.
I don't believe it.
Me neither at first, but then...
What?
Well, think about it.
Oh! I see what you mean.
I should have seen it, the eyes.
When?
Only yesterday his birthday.
What!
Yes, of all days.
But why?
Oh, don't tell me. I can guess.
He's probably been at it for years
He's that sort.
I know; I never trusted him.
Nor me.
Copyright © Terry Miller | Year Posted 2023
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