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A Little Place Called Heaven
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Humor, Author: WritersFriend, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories
fat. The three of us sat there in the main room with our plates on our laps, staring at each other. “So what’s on the agenda for today?” Mrs. Periwinkle asked. “We sit tight and wait for your old man to call,” Jake said. “Bo-ring.” “We ain’t here for your amusement, lady.” “You can make me a list of what you need,” I said, and gave her a pad and pen. “I need a change of underwear too,” she said. “Mark down the sizes.” She finished the list and handed it to me. The cosmetics were all brand names which I was sure weren’t cheap. That only added to our troubles since we were down to our last three hundred dollars. “I’m not going to buy this in Heaven,” I told Jake. “Somebody there might recognize that these are the kinds of makeup she uses.” He knew that meant I’d have to make the two-hour jaunt to the nearest half-decent-sized burg north of here. “Do you have a deck of cards?” Mrs. Periwinkle asked Jake. He limped over to his duffel bug and rummaged through it. He gave Mrs. Periwinkle the cards and she set up an empty box between the two straight-backed chairs and said, “Gin? A dollar a point?” “You ain’t got no money,” Jake said. She dipped her fingers into her cleavage and pulled out a small roll of bills, smiling. “A girl’s gotta be prepared.” I looked at Jake sternly to impress upon him the paucity of our funds. He noticed, and said to her, “How about a penny a point?” She laughed. “A penny a point? This is Nevada, not Butthole, Iowa.” I found it a little disconcerting that ...