It was a hot, humid summer afternoon, and the restaurant had just opened. Peter and John, who as always had been the first to arrive, had been waiting for a long time for the food to arrive.
The disgusting ones was a place as busy as it was famous, and owed its name to the fact that it was not exactly the most hygienic place in the city, but the one that prepared the richest sandwiches, so costumers, despite flies and other vermin that it was not strange to see running under the tables, used to crowd it every afternoon and evening, especially on weekends.
—What are you craving for, bro?
—Well I'm so hungry that the truth, whatever it is will be fine. It has been a difficult week, and the truth with these rains has been difficult to get our daily bread.
—You are absolutely right bro, I still had to improvise and risk too much to close the week. But at least we made it, and here we are talking about it, there are those who were not so lucky. Do you remember David?
—Yes of course, a bit crazy but a very good guy. Bold but generous. In difficult times like these he always shared the places to get food and groceries that he discovered.
—Well, on his last expedition he was not so lucky and ended up being run over by a trailer.
—What a disgrace! Poor David. All because of poverty. Surely in order to get home before these afternoon rains he miscalculated and that's why he ended up that way.
—Yes, these summer rains are being disastrous. There is not a day that one does not find out about an accident, often fatal, due to the weather.
A couple approached the table, without noticing Peter and John, sat down and also engaged in their own talk on the topic of the moment: the weather. And it is that the rains of the last days had disrupted the life of the city, and in the neighborhoods of the periphery that was synonymous with problems. Blackouts and traffic accidents were the order of the day, and according to the weather report, things did not look to improve in the coming days.
—Look bro!, they already bring the food, this is going to be a banquet!
A waiter came over and left the table laden with food and drinks, as the couple who had joined Peter and John had ordered food for friends on the way. Just when they were about to start eating, the woman took off a shawl that she was carrying and covered practically all the food with it.
—What are you doing? —Said the man who accompanied her.
—I cover the food while our friends arrive, the place looks clean, but from the reviews I've read that is not their strong suit, so it's better to prevent, just in case.
—Yes, you are right, prevention never hurts.
Hearing this Peter and John turned to see each other in frustration and sadness, and in silence, they flew in search of another table where they could have better luck.
©bonzopoe, 2021.
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