As the two yard boys arrive... she comes down the stairs... that run down the outside of the house....
She is wearing an XXXL Nighty......... with random holes and a number of stains... she is sporting horned rimmed glasses with clear lenses that are smudged....
Do you have a Cigarette she asks... of her future lover...... can you buy me cigarettes she says I know I am pathetic as she counts out change on the tailgate of the truck and is a nickle short for the cheap pack....
I advise my sidekick... it is his golden window of opportunity........ for a good woman that could perhaps even provide him with a SON...........
He just won't see it that way..... she is a kindly sort....... and has a sense of humor... she called Me Tubby.... Like the Kettle calling the pot black.......
I asked her if she rolled cigarettes with pages out of the Bible... she said no , that would be sacrilegious ..........
Windows of opportunity .......
A blushing bride for my friend........
The Girl At The End Of The Street.
Epilogue: Not a great deal of time later they found the dear girl dead in bed.
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