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.
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(c) Rob Goldstein 2019
This is an entry for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #144 – 9 July 2019
Wonderful!
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Thank you< Joey.
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Fantastic, Rob! You made me fear the wormhole in just those few words!
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Wormholes are everywhere these days, especially if you have Amazon Prime.
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I hope I never run into that wormhole. Yikes!
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I sometimes think I have….
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Lol
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Twilight Zonequse Rob!
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That’s high praise. Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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EEEEEEEEEEE! Whew! Good one.
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Thank you. 🙂 Your comment made my day.
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Good one, Rob.
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Excellent, Rob!
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Thank’s Dan.
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That is a truly original take.😁😁
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Thank you, Willow. I’m a big fan of quantum physics and that tends to show up in my work. Wormholes have many uses, as any good Trekkie knows. 🙂
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I need one right now. Or if not a wormhole a Scotty to beam me up!! 😃😃😃😃
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🙂
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