Out to Lunch

Sitting at the table.
Auggie is picking up pieces of fruit and
dropping them one by one on the floor.

A woman comes over with a broom and dustpan
and I apologize for the mess.

Oh, don't worry it's my job!
I get paid for this.

She smiles at Auggie.

He sure is cute.
What's his name?

Auggie

Hoggie?

I repeat- Auggie

Hoggie? Hmph she says and looks a little flummoxed.

She leans over and stage whispers in his ear
I'm sure you'll change that name when you're older.


I cracked up!