Your Daily Bread

Eve Allen

I certainly was not expecting to find the son of God working at a diner off the Dallas North Tollway.

Jesus was a terrible waiter. I ordered water, but he kept bringing me wine. I did not complain. Times must be tough if he needed this side hustle. 

I found watching him drop off breakfast specials and condiments to impatient travelers oddly hypnotic. Would Judas be the bus boy?

I polished off my cheese fries and dabbed at the grease that dripped down my knit jersey with my napkin. 

Jesus dropped off my check. I tipped extra and hit the road.


Eve Allen is a writer living in Texas.

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