Sunday, December 16, 2012

Feldstein (the Geezer) ....Part 3

So as the old Chasid passed by Ebeneezer Felstein en route to the study,
two things occurred to Feldstein:

1) How on earth did the old man KNOW EXACTLY where the study was ???
for he had gone directly into the room with no hesitation or reticence...

2) What was that smell ?
It wafted through the air, as the old man walked by him.....
A FAMILIAR smell...
Actually a rather DELICIOUS smell indeed...
For some odd reason, it made Ebeneezer's eyes fill with tears...
NOSTALGIC tears somehow...

"BAAAAH HUMMM SCHMUCK!!", he thought...
"Enough of this inane thought process...
He was an important man after all...
No time for EMOTION...
Emotion was for the WEAK.....the STUPID... "

The old man had seated himself immediately in Feldstein's favorite , leather chair !!
Why.......
the AUDACITY !!
Who did this lowly beggar think he was ????
And as Ebeneezer opened his mouth to ASSAULT the old man with a lengthy diatribe on manners and "STATIONS in life,,,,
the strangest thing happened ...
He could NOT make a sound !!!
NOT A SINGLE SOUND came from Ebeneezer's mouth !!!
What was happening ???

The old man, seemingly not noticing the vocal PARALYSIS Ebeneezer was experiencing,,,
held out his gift....the one wrapped in golden cellophane ...
The gift was for Ebeneezer...
But how..... ????

(to be continued)




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