Heart Troubles (2016)
“The boy with the somber face walked into the Island Market and began turning out his pockets. He pulled out the two side pockets of his white duck pants and then fished in the breast pocket of his white shirt, which was unbuttoned, the tails knotted about his waist. “Now where the hell’d I put it?” he said.
“Put what?” his friend Angie, in dungarees and barefoot, asked him.
“Here it is,” he said, and pulled the slip of paper out of his hip pocket. “Look,” he said to Angie, “you go over and orde...r the booze, I’m going to look in Gourmet Foods.”
“Gourmet foods?” Angie said.
“Yeah. Get three bottles of bourbon. Make it four bottles of bourbon.” He walked toward the aisle marked “Gourmet Foods,” and Angie walked over to the liquor department.
Two ladies, both in shorts and squashed-looking sneakers, and both on the critical list at Weight Watchers, were in a hypnotic trance over the items of Gourmet Foods, lifting cans from the shelves, shaking them, inspecting labels, and putting the cans back.MoreLess
“Put what?” his friend Angie, in dungarees and barefoot, asked him.
“Here it is,” he said, and pulled the slip of paper out of his hip pocket. “Look,” he said to Angie, “you go over and orde...r the booze, I’m going to look in Gourmet Foods.”
“Gourmet foods?” Angie said.
“Yeah. Get three bottles of bourbon. Make it four bottles of bourbon.” He walked toward the aisle marked “Gourmet Foods,” and Angie walked over to the liquor department.
Two ladies, both in shorts and squashed-looking sneakers, and both on the critical list at Weight Watchers, were in a hypnotic trance over the items of Gourmet Foods, lifting cans from the shelves, shaking them, inspecting labels, and putting the cans back.MoreLess
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