Lunch

A sober revenge there is on the plateau of Spain a town made of yellow bricks the buildings are of the same size, seven floors and on top an artist studio. The street bellow was narrow had many bars and shops selling socks it can get cold in Spain too. On the fourth floor, in one of the building, lived a couple. He had a drink the problem and she scolded him for this but since he said sorry-looking contrite she forgave him and made him a tortilla. Then it so happened he stopped drinking altogether and he took over the economic side of the household. She took to placing bottles around the flat, but to a no awhile he the husband, A sober revenge. There is on the plateau of Spain a town made of yellow bricks the buildings are of the same size, seven floors and on top an artist studio. The street bellow was narrow had many bars and shops selling socks it can get cold in Spain too. On the fourth floor, in one of the building, lived a couple. He had a drink the problem and she scolded him for this but since he said sorry-looking contrite she forgave him and made him a tortilla. Then it so happened he stopped drinking altogether and he took over the economic side of the household. She took to placing bottles around the flat, but to a no awhile he the husband, stayed sober, and she felt relegated. With little to do, she got hold of a small restaurant in the basement. Lovely though the man now I can come and get my lunch every day. His wife resented this. He was taking up a table eating up the profit, so, he was refused a meal. Undaunted he had his lunch at another cafe and when asked why he was eating there and not at his wife´s place, he said, my wife, is not a good cook! Now there are many empty tables at her restaurant during lunch