"I'll have salad and plantain with a bottle of champaign please." He ordered. The female waiter looked just as flushed as I was. She even looked worse. She was nodding too much I felt her head was going to fall off her thin clay neck."And ma'am,""Let me have roasted chicken and I want to try salad too and," I thought for a minute for what else to pick."Ma'am you can take a look at the menu." The waiter cuts in tired of waiting."There will be no need, I'll have just that. Just get me the chicken and salad please." I smiled rounding up with my order. I clasped my hands together and faced him squarely. I took in deep breathes subtly. I remembered who I was suddenly, Zara. And Zara was always in cont
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