By Isaac Asimov
Stories of the Black Widowers is a 1974 choice of secret brief tales written through American writer Isaac Asimov. This booklet is the 1st of six that describe mysteries solved through a personal men's membership often called the Black Widowers, in response to a literary eating membership he belonged to often called the capture Door Spiders. it's a selection of brief tales, and is a "straight" secret containing no technological know-how fiction. each one tale includes the membership members' wisdom of trivialities.
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He takes out a ﬁve and a few ones and slaps them into the man’s hand. ” the dining-room hostess asks. ” the hostess asks again. He nods. “This way,” she says, leading him into the empty dining room. Someone hands him a menu, someone else pours him a glass of water, another puts a dinner roll on his bread plate and some butter beside it. He immediately eats the roll. He hasn’t been eating bread—it’s not part of his program. The roll is 52 a. m. h o m e s warm, yeasty sourdough. He eats it with cold butter—he closes his eyes—good.
M. h o m e s atmosphere, hinting at the day to come. He sat in the back, with the windows down, his head into the breeze like a dog. The driver babbled like a bad bartender, talking about everything, anything, nothing. ” He didn’t answer; the last thing he wanted was a confes sional conversation with the cab driver. “Fine, keep it a secret, see if I care. Everyone thinks they’re entitled to keep it to themselves. What do they know? That’s how you get sick, really sick—ulcers, colitis, cancer. I tell people everything, what do I need to keep secrets for?