The Cup of Excellence

I set the table before they could arrive. Their coffee ready and labeled. I placed the muffins for they needed sweetness to gossip bitterly.

I stood in the kitchen. After all, who likes to see the invisible maid?

Praising the brand, they sipped their coffees. I scoffed silently. An hour later they finished their coffee and left. I came out and declared, “that was their last cups of joe.”

The hostess took a sip of her tea and smiled to see her partner in crime. As I cleared the table, raising her cup she exclaimed, “excellent!” And I humbly bowed.

(c) 2018 Priya U Bajpai

PHOTO PROMPT © Yvette Prior

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers.


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