Faith, burgers, and coca cola/ part 2; the pipe dream of happiness
fiction
Edward w Pritchard
Pop's pipe dream was that the kids could be little again and the whole family would be blissfully happy again having coca cola and burgers back Friday nights at the little diner across from the soccer field.
The diner was owned by that Harry guy who never left his diner. Every day the regulars would come in and plan how to regain the former glory of their lives.
Once a year the traveling salesman from the New England territory stopped by and bought everyone a cola until his sugar got too high and he confessed to murder. Harry the diner's owner just wanted to go for a walk around the block someday.
Sometimes life is like a really long and really sad play based on the writings of Gorky's " the Lower depths" by Eugene O'Neil called the "Iceman cometh" that's way too long to watch and very depressing to sit through.
Other times life's not too bad if one just goes to the diner alone and has a tolerable hamburger and a coca cola with the proper amount of ice in a suitable glass and doesn't try to control things or fix the Past.
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