“Ed, look at that.”
Stan and Ed were at AL’S DINER, side-by-side at the linoleum counter. Stan pointed with his spoon.
“Is that a fly in my soup?”
Both studied the chipped bowl and the small thing squirming in it.
“Seems more like… An ant, Stan.”
“With wings?”
“Some ants have them. Is that the chicken soup?”
“No, clam chowder”
It was hard to tell at AL’S.
“Clam, huh?”
They had stopped eating. Ed decided against dipping his fingers in the bowl to see.
“I’m pretty sure it’s an ant, Stan… Haven’t you noticed how the flies around here seem to avoid Al’s chowder?”
David Sydney is a physician. He writes fiction in and out of the EHR (Electronic Health Record).