A Woman’s Last Wish: A Night to Remember at a Fancy Restaurant
An Unexpected Guest Arrives
At 7 p.m., an elderly woman in shabby clothes approached the front door of the town’s most expensive restaurant. She wore a plain wool cap, rubber boots, and a faded gray coat missing a button. Her appearance stood in stark contrast to the elegant scene inside—men in tuxedos, women in evening gowns, glowing candles, crystal glasses, and the aroma of fine dining.
Initial Rejection and Whispers
As she stepped inside, whispers and curious glances spread through the room. Some guests scoffed, while others rolled their eyes. A waiter greeted her with a forced smile and said, “We apologize, but there are no tables available.” Yet, several tables sat empty.
A Surprising Invitation
Just as she was about to leave, a young waiter with gentle eyes approached. He pulled out a chair and said warmly, “Please, come in. There is always room for a visitor.” The woman nodded, surprised but grateful. She hung her coat and sat down.
A Calm and Courageous Order
Given the menu, she took a moment before choosing. “The creamy porcini mushroom soup and duck breast with pomegranate sauce, please,” she said quietly, “with a nice glass of red wine.”
The waiter raised his eyebrows. “Ma’am, everything here is quite expensive.”
She smiled softly. “I know. I’ve saved this money for years. I gave everything to my children and grandchildren. I sacrificed and cared for them. But they’ve forgotten me. They don’t answer my calls. Some even told me to call before visiting.”
A Heartbreaking Confession
She paused, then faced the room. “I was recently diagnosed with cancer. The doctors say I only have weeks left. I wanted to feel human once more. Not a burden. Just a visitor. A woman who can afford a special dinner.”
The young waiter listened silently, his eyes shining with empathy. “Then this will be the most amazing dinner you’ve ever had. Trust me.”
A Night to Remember
Soon, her meal arrived—accompanied by the restaurant’s finest wine and a dessert from the chef, on the house. She ate slowly, savoring every bite. Soft live music filled the room.
At first, diners stared, bewildered by the scene. But gradually, they turned their attention elsewhere, allowing her this quiet moment of dignity.
