Blonde Faith
“That was Flower’s idea.
“You come in the middle of the night, beat up or sweating hard,” she’d said. “Keep some clothes here.”
“I don’t want to be an imposition on your household, Flow,” I’d said at the time.
We were holding hands while Primo sat in a chair in the middle of the lawn, drinking beer.
“It is God’s house,” she said.
AS I DONNED my light brown two-piece, I thought about what she had said. I wasn’t a believer. I didn’t go to church or get chills when the Gospel was quoted. But I ...did believe that that house was beyond anyone’s control. It was to me a piece of history, a memory to be thankful for.
IT WAS IN that grateful state of mind that I arrived at Portman’s Department Store, about nine-fifteen. Pericles Tarr must have left some shred of his trail at his last place of employment.
They called themselves a department store, but all they sold was furniture. There was a ground floor that displayed cheap goods and a basement filled with junk.MoreLess
“You come in the middle of the night, beat up or sweating hard,” she’d said. “Keep some clothes here.”
“I don’t want to be an imposition on your household, Flow,” I’d said at the time.
We were holding hands while Primo sat in a chair in the middle of the lawn, drinking beer.
“It is God’s house,” she said.
AS I DONNED my light brown two-piece, I thought about what she had said. I wasn’t a believer. I didn’t go to church or get chills when the Gospel was quoted. But I ...did believe that that house was beyond anyone’s control. It was to me a piece of history, a memory to be thankful for.
IT WAS IN that grateful state of mind that I arrived at Portman’s Department Store, about nine-fifteen. Pericles Tarr must have left some shred of his trail at his last place of employment.
They called themselves a department store, but all they sold was furniture. There was a ground floor that displayed cheap goods and a basement filled with junk.MoreLess
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