Written and photographed by Penny C.

“Eat it up!” The waiter said in a Southern drawl. He walked away without another word.

They both looked at the steak suspiciously.

“That is a big steak,” Tamara said. Out of curiosity she poked it with a fork; poking became cutting.

“Looks a bit purple . . . Gross!” Jamie wrinkled her nose.

“Yeah.”

“It’s probably made of mutant space cow!” Jamie whispered.

“Eat it up!” Tamara mimicked the waiter. “Is he watching us?”

Jamie scanned the restaurant. There was a total of three people in the dining area, including them. “No, let’s get out of here!”

At the same time they both got up and made a beeline towards the doors.

Somehow, the waiter rose up before them, separating them from their escape.

“Eat it up.” He said in a menacing voice.

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