The God Rays

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Harold had barely placed his foot past the doorstep of The God Rays when a warm and upbeat voice greeted him, ‘Hello, Mr Lee, nice to see you! How’re you and your family? Takeaway as usual?’

A smile glided across Harold’s face. It was difficult to find things to smile about these days. Pub gatherings with his old friends had been one of his most reliable sources of emotional support. Eating at his favourite eateries used to be his routine…