Back To Life (Series 2 Completed)

Chapter 4 - 1063 West 41 Place

The sweet old woman opened the door slowly as I said "I'm looking for information into what happened to your son in February of 2020." She told me that if I could make her giggle again she would do it. I asked her "Do you wanna hear a joke?" "You can't be serious," I said "Sure am sweetheart," she said as she began to close the door.

Okay! Here it goes "Man walks into a Latino clinic to see a doctor. He tells the doctor that he had a problem, he felt tired all the time with no energy despite that he ate eggs every day. The doctor explained that's your problem my friend in a rough accent; you are what you eat after all. I eat chickens the doctor explained. But aren't eggs high in protein said the man, yes said the doctor but they also make you "a huevon" A huevon what the hell is that the man wondered. You know a lazy person the doctor explained. Well, I'd rather be "a huevon" than a coward said the man. Why would you say that? Said the doctor. Well, you said it yourself you are what you eat and you eat chickens."

The woman could not contain her laugh as she left the door wide open and proceeded toward the kitchen. "Are you hungry?" She said. I couldn't resist just one sniff and I knew. It smelled so good. A thick steak, homemade French fries, and my choice of salad or corn on the cob. I took both as I remembered, a cold beer would quench my thirst. "Absolutely delicious" I couldn't stop saying it. My cell phone rang, it was my lovely wife I explained to her what I was doing as I sent her a kiss over the phone. "She's a keeper," Mrs. Jones said.