A Couple of Words at a Time
“Of all the cafés in Singapore you say this is your favourite café? There are thousands of cafés!”
“I savour it because it’s delicious. You chose to get the Spotted Dick!”
“Yes, Richard is a lovely leopard, we adopted him last year.”
“It’s only six thirty, Jeopardy isn’t on till eight.”
“I don’t hate it, it just doesn’t interest me.”
“Insects, where? I have a phobia!”
“Drinks really have changed. Faux beer! What’s next, empty cola bottles?”
“Takes me back to the E. coli outbreak of ’96. Me and a handful of other cleaning staff had to mop up after everybody!”
“By the power of my gleaming staff, I release you from this incantation!”
“Infestation! I’m surprised that hasn’t made you sick!”
“Your music?!? You really make a poor singer!”
“Of all the cafés in Singapore you say this is your favourite café? There are thousands of cafés!”
The nursing home staff could only look on in sorrow. The twins’ alzheimers had been getting progressively worse, and now their minds were all but gone.