Several years ago, I was obsessed with fables. I wrote a few, and put them in a calendar with illustrations, which I presented to family members for Christmas. I forgot about my stories until one of my nephews brought up the subject recently. Here is one of them. I hope you enjoy it!
There’s a town up north not far from the coast, with a few hundred people, sometimes more, depending on the rainfall and the crop. The main highway runs through the middle of the town. In fact, the town was built on the main highway, and at the exact spot where you stop going into town and start leaving town there’s a café.
It’s on the east side of the highway, and it used to be called the East Side Café. Now it’s called the Inn ‘n Out Café, because you can rent a room upstairs, but only for one night. Then you have to leave. No exceptions.
It’s always noisy and crowded at the Inn ‘n Out Café, with loud music, loud voices, and rattling dishes and pans. People don’t go there for peace and quiet, or even for the food. Maybe just coffee and a roll.
They go there to find out What’s Happening, Who’s in Town, and to spread gossip. But the main spreader of gossip is the town paper. It only comes out once a week, so gossip is saved up in the café, then sent across the highway to the Mid-town News.
The owners of the café are Henry and Sweetie-pie. Sweetie-pie gets up early, goes to bed late, and works hard in between. She loves everybody and they all think she’s great. Henry likes her, too.
He gets up late, takes the money to the bank, and writes letters to the editor of the Mid-town News. He has all week to write each letter, and he works hard on each one for a day. The rest of the time he watches.
He sits in the café and out front, walks up and down the highway, and stops in here and there to visit his friends. But mostly he just watches. You know if he’s watching you for more than a minute or two you’ll likely end up in his letter to the editor that week.