The Invincible Ron Benedict

Chapter 10: Five Seconds of Fame

The waitress blinked in awe. She was starstruck at his good command of the language.

“You’re awesome, sir!”

Ron smiled. “It’s nothing. I self taught myself a few years back. Your French is good as well.”

“Can you sign my apron?” the waitress pulled it over her head before he could even respond.

Ron felt uneasy under the spotlight, but he took her pen and signed his initials on the cloth. She bowed repeatedly in gratitude.

He returned back to his seat on their table and the scowl on Jonas’s face had him stifling a laugh.

“Did you learn a thing or two?”

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to pick out from a wannabe trying to enjoy his five seconds of fame.”

“And that is why you’ll keep going around telling people a lie—“

“Ron, that’s enough. We’ll talk more about this when we get home, let Jonas be.” She grabbed his arm, holding his shirt tight that the seams could tear.

He said nothing again because he knew his wife would want answers about when he had developed an interest in French and