The Supper Club
The young friends enjoyed a lavish dinner; then retired to the kitchen to pick at leftovers and laugh about old times. Before they parted, they made a toast to the future and to long and healthy lives. None of them felt the wormhole take them as they ate; none of them remembered the nursing home.
(c) Rob Goldstein 2019
This is an entry for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #144 – 9 July 2019