Inés Bortagaray, "At The Table"

A strange dude plays with a little girl at a dinner party.

(from Zoetrope All-Story, Spring 2009)

The tablecloth is white. It covers all four corners of this large wooden table placed at the end of the yard, and is so long it brushes the floor. On top of the tablecloth are plates, serving dishes, spoons, ladles, knives, napkins, forks, bottles, jars, flowers, and bits of bread.

I don’t get what’s going on here. Is the narrator challenged in some way? And how come nobody seems to notice this grown man crawling around? Weird.

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