By Michael Slagle
Today, we lunch at a small roadside restaurant just outside Jerusalem. Our waiter, who looks strikingly like the Eurocentric Jesus pictured in the Baltimore Catechism back when I was a believer, approaches our table with a basket of bread and a stoneware pitcher. He places the bread on the table and asks: “Water, gentlemen?”
“Please,” my companion says, licking his parched lips as the waiter pours the inviting clear liquid into his glass.
“And you, sir?”
“Make mine wine,” I quip.
Unwavering, he tilts the pitcher over my glass and fills it nearly to the brim with a deep garnet liquid.
Wow. And I have discovered a lovely, worthwhile site in the AM. On Facebook of all places! Thanks, Mr. Slagle!
Brilliant, just brilliant!
GREAT!
Very good
Lovely story, we could do with a few miracles right now.
Enjoyed it
Wow! Found this story quite poignant and moving??
Really like this!
Neat and entertaining. Great.
Wonderfully vivid
Vividly awesome!
Unique short story , Brilliantly written