“I didn’t expect the decision to be so difficult,” Augustine shuffled through a stack of index cards
“It’s a dilemma that would vex Solomon,” Jasper continued to polish the silver without looking up. He held up a serving spoon, only satisfied with his efforts when he could see his reflection in the bowl.
Augustine cast a languid eye toward his Man Friday. As detached as he was, Jasper often gave his employer the impression that he was the one actually in charge.
“We need to choose a wish,” Augustine huffed.
Jasper took the cards and fanned them out.
A continuation of a WIP – Dinner Party