American Empire: the Center Cannot Hold
“Scipio laid on his Low Country accent even thicker than usual. “Ah ain’t nevah done one lick o’ work, not since de day you hire me. Ah jus’ eats yo’ food an’ drinks yo’ coffee an’ steals yo’ smokes.” He held out his hand, pale palm up, for a cigarette.
Laughing, Erasmus gave him one, then leaned close so Scipio could get a light from the one he already had in his mouth. He’d just taken his first drag of the morning and coughed a couple of times when the first customer of the day came in, ca...lling for coffee and ham and eggs and, instead of grits, hash browns.
Erasmus got busy at the stove. Scipio got busier doing everything else. They stayed busy all day long.
When Scipio finally went home, Erasmus was still busy. Scipio sometimes wondered whether his boss ever went to bed.
And when Scipio got back to his roominghouse, he heard splashes and squeals from the bathroom at the end of the hall. He also heard Bathsheba’s voice, rising in ever-growing exasperation and wrath.MoreLess
Laughing, Erasmus gave him one, then leaned close so Scipio could get a light from the one he already had in his mouth. He’d just taken his first drag of the morning and coughed a couple of times when the first customer of the day came in, ca...lling for coffee and ham and eggs and, instead of grits, hash browns.
Erasmus got busy at the stove. Scipio got busier doing everything else. They stayed busy all day long.
When Scipio finally went home, Erasmus was still busy. Scipio sometimes wondered whether his boss ever went to bed.
And when Scipio got back to his roominghouse, he heard splashes and squeals from the bathroom at the end of the hall. He also heard Bathsheba’s voice, rising in ever-growing exasperation and wrath.MoreLess
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