Everything But the Squeal
“I said into the phone. “They come in with kids and they go out with kids. But at Cap'n Cluckbucket's they're not always the same kids.”I could hear traffic wheezing and hooting on the other end of the line while the Mountain thought. A motorbike snarled by with a long, tearing fart. Then he grunted. “How?”It was after ten on Friday morning. Roxanne was long gone, off to an aerobics class where she was purchasing a perfect stomach on the installment plan. She'd left a pot full of perfect coffee....I took a grateful hit off my third cup. “Who notices the kids with an adult in a restaurant?” I asked. “And if they're worried that someone might, there are those chicken masks. I saw two males go in and out, and when one of them left, the kid with him was masked. How do I know that she was the kid he arrived with? They were the same size, but that's all I could testify to. Hell, the one family I talked to, I could barely tell the difference between a boy and a girl.”“I know the place,”MoreLess
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