Elvis Takes a Back Seat
Elvis Takes a Back Seat
“Rae’s screaming at the two women. Through the windshield, Elvis stares at me unblinking as if he can’t figure out what all the fuss is about. The two women Rae’s cornered shift nervously, cut their eyes toward each other as if they’ve awakened a lunatic. I gulp air and try to figure out a way to interrupt Rae.
“What is going on?” I finally yell.
Rae keeps yammering away, her words running fast and furious, bumping into each other.
One woman stands beside the Cadillac, backing toward the parking... lot, her face as red as a summer tomato. “Nothing! Everything’s okay.” She points at Rae. “Except she’s a nutcase.”
The other woman—her accomplice, I surmise—can’t stop making a high-pitched yodeling sound, some kind of a bizarre laugh.
I put my arm on Rae’s arm. “Okay, Rae. It’s okay now.”
“It’s not okay.” Her eyes are wild.
“Take it easy, Rae. It’s o—” I stop myself from saying “okay.” I don’t want to agitate her any more. “It’s going to be all right.”MoreLess
“What is going on?” I finally yell.
Rae keeps yammering away, her words running fast and furious, bumping into each other.
One woman stands beside the Cadillac, backing toward the parking... lot, her face as red as a summer tomato. “Nothing! Everything’s okay.” She points at Rae. “Except she’s a nutcase.”
The other woman—her accomplice, I surmise—can’t stop making a high-pitched yodeling sound, some kind of a bizarre laugh.
I put my arm on Rae’s arm. “Okay, Rae. It’s okay now.”
“It’s not okay.” Her eyes are wild.
“Take it easy, Rae. It’s o—” I stop myself from saying “okay.” I don’t want to agitate her any more. “It’s going to be all right.”MoreLess
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