THE BLUE TABLE

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Copyright Jean L. Hays

 Copyright Jean L. Hays

The Blue Table

Mr. Witherspoon slowly walked to the cafe, entered and sat at the blue table.  This was his daily routine.

The blue table was very special to him because he was sitting there when he learned he would become a father.

Now, many years later, he was spending Christmas alone and his son was missing in action in Afghanistan.

He watched the coffee cup being placed on the table.

He glanced up and at that moment he saw his son in uniform,  saying “Merry Christmas dad, I’m home now!”

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 Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

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