On a cot in hospital beside my child for weeks, I’d lost more than my appetite.
“How’s your girl doin’,” asked the cafeteria server.
“Not a good day.”
With one slight nod he doled out an unsolicited ridiculous massive portion of mashed potatoes and gravy.
Best breakfast ever.
Published in Blink-Inc, Issue 41, September 2000
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